Gangster Disciple Book Of Knowledge Novels & Stories

"Sherly, you know how dangerous those events can be. Are you sure it's wise to go?Sherly bit his lower lip. She knows that her father is worried about her. After all, the mafia world isn't as good as what others think. It was chaotic, dirty, and full of blood. She sighed, knowing that her father's concern was justified. She smiled as she said, "I understand, Dad. But attending this ball is crucial for gathering information and maintaining my connections within the underworld." She then leaned back to her chair. "Besides, I leave this open for a long time and let my aid who betrayed me go and have a connection. That was the greatest mistake I've done in my part. So, this time, I wanted to be

As I returned to the manor to pack my luggage, the door to the study was pushed open. Gina walked in, holding a black ledger bound in lambskin. That was the core secret of the Corleone family—the "Black Book" recording every money laundering channel and every bribed official. "Leaving so soon, Elena?" Gina smiled with a look of pure innocence, yet her hands moved quickly to shove that heavy ledger deep into the luggage I had just packed.

“How will I know if he likes me?” “You’ll know if he doesn’t like you. Seriously, this is one dangerous bastard you’re dealing with. He’s done literally hundreds of hits for different east end gangs. No one ever finds the bodies, it’s like they never existed when he’s done. That’s why he’s always in demand.” Jimmy thought of the bodies he’d seen disappear and shuddered. “So he knows his stuff, when it comes to the dark arts, then?” “He practices Petro-Voodoun.”

His agent sat before his desk, waiting for any more tasks from his employer. Lemonte read the documents before him. He raised his brow at the pictures inside the folder. His thin lips lifted in a small smile. The mafia princess had recently given birth to a bastard girl. He wondered who the father might be. A plan was formulated in his brain. This time it would be perfect. A life for a life. Dominic Vasiliy won't even know what hit him until it was too late. "I want to know who fathered the Vasiliy bastard. And keep following that slut. I want to know more about her." They would all pay for what they did to his brother. "Just avoid being seen." The private investigator nodded.

"But, we'll need Mrs Martin " "Don't worry about Blessing,I'll handle her." He fixed his jacket and stormed out… Michelle heaved and threw her head back on her chair. She liked working for the two Gangsters even in her next life she'd do anything for them. That's why she'd try anything to find the antidote for her boss. People said Gangsters are cruel and ruthless, but these two are far from that unless it's needed. ~~~

First was usually his fist, then other things I don't even like to name. Turning eighteen didn't change a damn thing. He still hits me and makes me keep my mouth shut because I know a secret he once told me when he was all drunk. I spent the entire morning underneath a Harley Davidson. I've been trying to figure out why the transmission kept grinding third gear. My hair was all greasy and the garage stank of gas, sweat, and everything mechanical. Dmitri, almost the only worker left in Night Wolves' garage, my father's biker club, walked up to me.

So, he was placed in charge of the design for the underground tunnels and had also designed the entire underground community for the mafia families. There were facilities that the world knew nothing about. All the generations of the Yung lineage inherited abilities that were supernatural. But Xavier was extraordinary. The night at the hotel, the brothers had taken him to celebrate their 21st birthday. Stella had heard about it, which was why she and her older brother Patton (by another man) wanted to destroy Vangeline’s reputation. They believed she would definitely be thrown out by their father. Even though Vangeline had an older brother, he was living overseas, so there wouldn’t be anyone

Dark bookshelves lined the walls, filled with leather-bound books that probably hadn’t been touched in years. I had no idea what I was looking for, but I knew there had to be something here. Something that explained who he really was, what kind of business he ran, and why Emma called him Alpha. Something that would make a good story. I needed evidence...Alpha had to mean a leader ... Mafia? Arms dealer? Or something worse?

“Professor Toma, could I get a word?” Glances were shared all around. How did this man know their cover names? Curiosity got the better of Dakari and before the security detail could move him along Dakari reached out his hand. “Sure, and you are?” He said, shaking hands. “My name is Beecher, and I have information about the book you are here to open.”

Men who are vulnerable to devour. Billy now in no chance of getting out of the nook of prince Warrd and faces the danger of losing knowledge from the book of witches for every day of not opening the book his wisdom drifts away like an adrenaline rush but this has been his most top secret that even his pet would know what did come to pass.