Gangster Gay Novels & Stories

'Again, what do you want? 'I'm Largo Maroon, I'm sure you have heard of me.' I stared at him mirthlessly. He cleared his throat. 'Yes, it's me, the Maroon. You are very lucky that I desire you company and that sinful body of yours. You stand to gain a lot from this arrangement, if you can prove to me that your body can do more than tempt men.' I'd had enough of old men to last me for eternity, my father made sure of that. 'Sorry, but I'm gay.' I lied blatantly.

She grinned and looked up at the waitress. "Eight shots of patron please" She tells the girl "A rum and coke." Dante says "Make that three" Markus says "I'll be right back with those sweetie" She says eyeing Haley "She's gay" I say outloud Everyone's eyes snap to me and I smile and shrug. "How?" Dante asks "My gaydar is better than any gay mans or womans" I say "That is very true" Jace says smiling I wink at him and the girl comes back and sits our drinks down and Dante goes to hand her money.

Jay glared at his friend. "H..Here, s..sir." Shin shakingly extended his hands, avoiding Kian's fiery eyes. Kian was holding the glass of beer Jay had forced Jessie to drink and intently looked at it, as if he's inspecting what's inside the cold beer. He then spoke. "Drugging someone is a very serious crime." "Jay, l..let's go." Shin rushingly stood up and held his friend's arm. "Why? Are you scared of Kian Park? He is clueless of what kind of wall he's trying to break." Jay just disrespected Kian who was older than him.

“Look at it, Penelope. I don't kill little children or abuse women. I don't agree with most of the ideals of groups like the Brotherhood. I work to protect these people, and they give me something in return for it. I'm not a Robin Hood. I don't take it from the rich. And I don't take it from the poor. I'm just ridding this city of most of the worst elements that arise to take away our peace. I would doubt it very much if someone here opened their mouth to talk about something bad about me.” "Maybe they're just scared," I went in a humorous tone, Dante rolled his eyes playfully. "Seriously, Dante, you were a good surprise tonight. I didn't think I would know a gangster who had children so the

Simon inquired, removing his gaze from the binoculars and staring at Nick who was busy focusing his gaze in his own. “Ryan Gonzalez is a mafia gangster, they deal in drugs secretly, but you’d never know. You cannot arrest them, since you would never find evidence; they also have people within the government who backs them up. If the police is posing a threat, they’ll fight back,” Nick explained.

I just needed to keep the conversation going for as long as possible. "Oh sorry. Where are my manners?" He apologized, "My name is Dante Gonzalez, the founder of the Serpent Mafia" he said pulling his sleeve up and showing his dragon with a crown tattoo. My eyes quickly widened as I recognized the tattoo. We had been warned about this gang lots of times in our police training. I never even thought they were real. "You looked surprised" he said with a smile on his face, "Don't worry, I don't bite. Ain't that right, Miyuki?" he asked his cat.

Matthew hesitated for a moment before his eyes flickered to the house in front of him and he responded in a low, cautious tone, "He's inside with the son and mother?" "Has Dan responded back with Gunnar's profile yet?" Rome asked, a hit of worry seeping into his voice. "Yes. He's Gunnar Kennedy, the only son of Ruby and Abi Kennedy. His father died when he was young, and it's been his mother and him since then. He started street fighting at underground clubs in his teens, and he's been doing that since. He does dirty jobs like transporting illegal goods, getting information, and running protection rackets. He has no kill history., but is the leader of one of the largest low-grade gangs in th

If he went there himself, it would only show how anxious he was, and that would be another way for them to make him pay more. He received a call and stepped out briefly, raising the phone to his ear. He thought it was his lawyer because he had been expecting a call from him, but instead, he heard a different voice. “You don't recognize me, do you?” “Maybe it's my first time doing business with you, but if we keep talking, I might get a hint.” The figure laughed, and at that instant, Adrian figured it was the young man who was the boss of the crime gang—the one who had insisted he wasn't gay but later turned out to be gay.

“I’m an advisor, and you don’t see me around much because, well… I spent most of my life in London, just moved back recently and I'm what some would call an abomination in the Italian community.” I raised a brow. “An abomination?” Antonio let out a dry chuckle. “Yes, I am gay and you’d be surprised how old-fashioned these Italian fuckers are.” He leaned back, tapping ash into a nearby tray. “They think I don’t belong. If they knew about me, really knew, they’d try to kill me. And on top of that, no one’s supposed to know I’m Adrian’s consigliere. I’m not exactly a trained mafia enforcer… I’m more of a gentleman.”

"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.