Gangster Doll Novels & Stories

to Mama G and Riko; sees emotions as dangerous—especially compassion • 24-year-old; hair always neat—sharp bob; minimal but flawless makeup—professional and polished; wears club-mandated outfits with exactness, no modifications; carries herself like she’s already one step ahead of everyone else Name: Sophie Stage Name: Doll face Personality and Appearance: • Innocent, timid, and clearly out of place; tries to stay strong, but her fear shows in every gesture; clings to any kindness, especially from Lena; still believes people might help her if she asks the right way • Struggles to understand the rules of survival—still learning the hard way; Mama G is harsh with her, trying to “break her in”

Two little gangsters were smoking and chatting, and a little gangster with ear holes said, "Brother, you don't know, the woman we just brought back to Crown Prince was quite beautiful. She’s got a pretty face and nice curves. She’s really hot!" "I've been in society for so many years, and I've never seen such a beautiful woman before. If I could sleep with her for one night, it would be worth dying for." "Really?" Said the other gangster with tattoo on his arms. "Is she that beautiful? There are many beautiful girls in our bar. Can't any of them compare with that woman?" The gangster, who had his ears pierced, said, "Yes! They are definitely not her rivals! This woman is stunning. Although s

“Ladies and gentlemen, for our last item in the cart. This lovely young lady, a twenty years old doll. She was silent but a bit feisty. She can be whatever you want her to be. A trophy for this lovely evening to satisfy the needs of your carnal desires.” Kirstina moved forward with a leather lashing stick on her hand, cigarettes heels clicking the on the floor, and stopped in front of me. She pointed it in my direction with its tip and motioned me to stand. Afraid that she would hit me with it, I slowly stood up, my knees buckling at the process but eventually stood up at my full height. I kept my face up, willed myself not to cower, and straightened my back even though my nerves were wrecki

"You know that you are my favourite client, I will please you first and then I will look after the others" "I told you I like exclusivity. Get back to work, or you'll lose another client". "I thought there was something between us!" The stripper looked at him hopefully, waiting for an answer. The Machiavellian smile made Enrico's face somber, it was obvious he didn't care. The stripper knew that gangster had a heart of stone, but she still liked Enrico. "I can give you that massage you like!" She tried to seduce him with her honeyed voice.

She put on the best dress she could find in her wardrobe, a black draped tube dress with a slit on one side of her leg that showed her mid-thigh. Shay knew that the gangster's security would be deficient today, at least the men who would accompany him, the men who would take him to the ranch. The enterprise took four months to be ready, and he always took her with him to see how the renovation was going. So she knew everything around the ranch and gave Túlio the coordinates of where he had to plant the bomb.

"I already told you that. You're the one who offered yourself to me as a 'payoff', so yeah... I don't want my stuff with anyone else." Angie grumbled and elbowed Maxime hard in the waist. Maxime was shocked. "What the hell?" "How dare you call me stuff!" "Oh? You still call yourself a person? Okay, let me tell you something, what kind of human would willingly give themself up to an unknown gangster just for a news story?"

Sold To A Gang Leader [He owns her] . . Writer's POV *Mexico* Few minutes into their course meal. A waitress walked into the VIP room of Dilly. "Sir, would you allow me to take your son for a few seconds? For a VIP personnel like yourself sir, we are giving out free gifts, but instead of handing you what we prepared for people like you. We'll hand over the gift to your son, sir. What do you think?" The waitress spoke politely.

GANGSTER #1: "Well, we are not hiring anyone new here in town. And as you can see, you're stepping on our turf. So you're going to have to pay our nominal fee if you want to make it out of here alive. It's simple, just hand over the girl and no one gets hurt. You can understand that right? Dantzler: "Okay...I tried to do this nicely." (He puts the stack of flyers he was carrying into the messanger bag slung over his shoulder and places the bag down on the ground. He gets himself low to the ground; similar to that of a wolf ready to hunt.)

I regret everything I did to him. “Revenge? This is how you take revenge? Capture a woman and use her as a bet? Be a man and fight me, but let my wife go. She hasn’t done anything to you. Let her leave,” Dylan said. “Let her go just like that? She has to pay for your deeds.” The gangster signalled his men, and two stood on either side of Dylan with guns. The gangster sat on the chair, surrounded by several chairs. “Come on, start the show. We can’t wait any longer,” Alex gestured.

Daniella smiled as she waved a tiny recorder over her face, of course she wasn’t stupid she got every single detail in record Stella was shocked, her eyes almost watering from fear. “…fine,” Stella whispered finally, defeated. “I’ll do it.” Daniella nodded once. “Good.” She tucked the gun back into her jacket smoothly. “And Stella?” she added, pausing at the door. Stella looked up weakly. “Next time you want revenge…” Daniella’s eyes darkened, “…pick someone weaker.” _____________________________________________ Daniella walked along the crowded city with a lot going on in her head, there was no way she was wrong, she didn’t spend all her life chasing after a man whose underground business w