Gangster Disney Characters 소설 & 이야기

No. "He's a gangster," she says in a low voice. "His family has been running this gang for years, since the 30s I think." 20s, actually. "He does all kinds of shit, trafficking, prostitution, you name it. He's a real bad guy." He should've just tried to become an actor, at this point. He didn't know he could fake concern, enthusiasm, and every other emotion so easily. "What?"

So The Seven Wolves must also use the same method. "So we're working with the cops now?" asked James sarcastically while folding his legs and sitting on the sofa with a cold appearance and a black suit. The cop he was referring to was Jose Gonzales. One of the NYPD's anti-gangster units. He grinned when he saw James Belgenza. He knows precisely who the gangster leader Daga Nero is. "My old friend Alan Harrison asked me to investigate Mr. King," he said, glancing at Mars beside him. James snorted sarcastically and glanced at Shawn, who raised an eyebrow with his cynical smirk.

I tore the photo instantly—no thought, no hesitation. Second photo: Connor Ivanov. Handsome, polished, with a reputation for charm and ruthlessness. I’ve heard whispers of his cruelty—smiling while orchestrating chaos. Third: Finneas Diaz. Quick-tempered, fiercely loyal to his own, and utterly unpredictable. His men would die for him without question, but the same loyalty could turn deadly if crossed. Fourth: Oscar Montoya. Older, experienced, cunning. Known for controlling underground gambling rings and shipping empires alike. Patience is his weapon, subtlety his armor.

because El Toro was not like the villains he was used to; this man was a deadly, sadistic gangster who killed regularly. O’Grady looked over his shoulder to where the Mafia Don, Lucien Delano, was waiting, hidden behind a bush. The man’s face seemed to be carved out of stone, but O’Grady felt a pang of sympathy for him. True, the old goat deserved to have his wife leave him, but O’Grady’s heart went to out to Proserpina, still radiant, still so attractive, even though she was in her forties and the mother of twelve..

“You are a piece of crap Tyler. You know that right?” “Well someone’s got great reputation” I shrugged once again as I popped some pringles into my mouth casually. “Of course,” Mr Disney sighed. I raised an eyebrow in confusion. Did I miss something? “You are the one who sent those guys after me. Or was it your thug of a brother?” Mr Disney fumed. “What do you mean? What guys?” she said as she stared at him in what seemed like genuine confusion. I popped another pringle in my mouth. “Well, that would explain a lot of things” I muttered underneath my breath.

Logan said. “Logan, don’t be ruthless. Do you know what could happen to Charlotte over the night? If nobody is willing to take her home, I think I can volunteer myself. I will explain things to my wife,” Dickson said, and the other gangsters gazed at him as if they had planned it. “Are you serious? Thank you very much, Dickson,” Charles said. “You are welcome, boss,” Dickson said, and the car made a U-turn.

one of the gangsters yelped lightly. Annie reacted quickly and hid behind a truck. "Uhm, excuse me" Rose who just arrived sighted the six gangsters. Her heart skipped a bit. They look dangerous. "You are that bitch's sister?" the gangster with a scar eyed her ravaneously like a wolf on heat. "Yes" Rose gulped. "Hope you are a sweet little girl and didn't call the cop heh?" one of the gangsters with a malnourished body patted the pistol tucked in his belt.

Kelly raised a brow and pretended not to know “ Really?” “Yes Miss Kelly, he's also the big boss of the Entertainment industry, do you know that dragon tattoos on his body and his neck…. That's his logo, Dragon is the most powerful mafia gang while Phoenix is the second, please be careful, some people are above the law, he has a crazy lawyer and a tycoon has friends.” Kelly laughed in amusement, he already knew about Norman and Archie as his friends, just shocked that the dragon tattoos she found cute were actually a symbol of a gang. “ Thank you so much, Loveth, I'm not a detective there's nothing to be afraid of”

"Well, you're the gangster’s daughter, so I kind of expected it to be, you know..." "Actually, I don't," she replied cutting in. "Don't you think your excitement for a dangerous world like the gangsters is getting out of hand?" she asked. "There's no such thing as 'out of hand" I responded. “Seriously, You do know that Gangsters are criminals right?” She Suddenly asked, staring intensively at me. So you are admitting that you are the daughter of a criminal? I almost blurted out. "Really? Cool.” I replied with a repressed smile, "Oh, can I try them on?" I asked, pushing down her statement.

Liam. He’s sitting at a table near the window, legs stretched out, one arm draped over the back of his chair like he owns the place. Maybe he does. People know who he is. People fear him. And yet, he looks so... calm. Casual. Like he’s just another guy grabbing a morning coffee. Except he isn’t. He’s one of the most dangerous drug lords in the city. And I’m about to walk up to him and ask for help.