Novel & Cerita Gangster Grandpa

Enzo and I were stunned, because as children of Italian-Americans, we are perfectly fluent in the language. "That's ridiculous, I never painted anything in the mafia and you know very well that a bastard doesn't fit into the concept of family that they sell. I warned you about the police, but you were unable to take action," Grandpa replied loudly as if he were tired of repeating himself. “Don't blame me for being arrogant who thought nothing would happen... Leave all this battle behind, for the sake of your girl, besides, my grandson is not inside the Cosa Nostra, so think about the kingpins, the Don. Be smart, not impulsive. She would pay for everything.”

"You don't need to add Grandma Ryn to this. I'm sure she'd much rather spend her days with Grandpa Ace." Mom shot me a look of disbelief. "You must not know your grandfather very well. He will be definitely joining her. These two will have the best time finding that evil woman or man who is threatening you. Let's just hope your Grandpa Ace doesn't go back to his old ways. You know how much his grandbabies mean to him." I gulped. I know exactly what she meant. Grandpa Ace was once the leader of a well known Italian mafia and he was seriously not one to be messed with.

I asked and he nodded. “My father's father was a playboy right. He was married to my mama, grandmother as you guys say, but got bored and went on to play with Antonio's mother, a beautiful Italian woman who had no remorse for my mama. So he and my father are half brothers, isn't that right Uncle Antonio?" I turned to look at Antonio and he sighed a yes. "So, in conclusion, Antonio's mother was a whore just like he is," Tiffany coughed and I smirked.

“It’s alright.” It wasn’t long before the door opened again. Dominic stepped inside, holding Greg’s small hand. Greg beamed with excitement, practically bouncing as he tugged Dominic forward. “Grandpa! Grandpa! This is my daddy. He’s also a mafia. I need him to help you kill the bad people!” My father reached out and rubbed Greg’s head affectionately, a small smile touching his lips. “Yeah, that’s good, little man.” Then his gaze shifted to Dominic, and the two men locked eyes across the table in a heavy, charged stare that made my heart start pounding.

Alexander I stopped the car when Jay, Charlie, and James surrounded it. They really wanna die. I came out of the car. "Who's she?" Charlie asked me. He is the leader of their so-called gang. "Does that matter to you?" I was not in the mood for any fight. "Oh? She's another slut of you I guess" That was it. I took out my gun and shot him in his chest. They were terrified. They thought I'd not carry a gun to school. They are really stupid.

The loud sound made the room quiet once more. I pointed a finger at one of the elderly familia underbosses. In his mid-seventies, he was one of the oldest among us. “Your father stole from my great-grandfather. He then used the money to fund a small rival gang that planned to come against us.” The elderly man’s eyes widened as he stared at me, probably shocked that I knew the story. “The only reason you are here today was because when my grandfather, who was only a child at the time, was asked to kill him, he couldn’t. Your father would have been my grandfather’s first kill, and you wouldn’t have been born.”

"I'm after power." Edward reclined in his chair, a slow, measured movement. "You remind me of your grandfather. He was the same: straightforward, no time for niceties." Grandfather? "What did he do?" "He was an arms dealer. The LaRosa family fortune started with him, selling weapons and dealing with all sorts of mafia clans." His gaze never left mine as he spoke. I got the message loud and clear, and I held his stare. "You've been digging into my life."

"Your uncle in-law is to return to Newyork today, and we are hosting a welcome party in his honour, seeing as he is back to reside permanently." "Oh...." My voice broke, unsure how to feel about this new information. He was coming to..... stay? And here I was I would never see him again after this. "I would be at the manor shortly, Grandpa." I said, before hanging up the call. Grandpa Zach was Jeffrey's grandfather, and Gabriel's father. For unknown reasons, the relationship between Grandpa and Gabriel hadn't always been great, which had me wondering why the man was suddenly hosting a welcome party for him.

I cursed within. But then, what if Grandpa had other motives for waiting for Michael? What if Grandpa still chose Michael as the beneficiary? "Really? A man who keeps older men waiting, guilty of extorting money, which we won't hesitate to sue him for, and then incapable of running a company? How on Earth should we wait for a fool like that?" Roosevelt fired, as I could see anger building up in Grandpa. "How dare you rats come into my home and curse right in front of me?" Grandpa asked, reminding me of the once tough and able man he had been over the past years. The Jenkins men have always been unyielding and stubborn.

she muttered coldly, “from a former most-wanted criminal, Arrogance and stubbornness are all you can get.” Gasps broke out around the room. Everyone's attention including mine went straight to her. Grandpa was a most wanted criminal!? “Ms. Riverwood,” one of the board members stood, shocked. “What did you just say?” My grandfather erupted. “You bitch! You’re not allowed to reveal that—how dare you—”