Novel & Cerita Gangster Heart

he asked, his tone almost pleading. “I can’t tell my heart who to love,” she said simply, her voice steady despite the chaos. “He kidnapped you! How could you love him?” Diego spat, his anger flaring. “You just know,” she replied, her gaze unwavering. “My heart beats for him now. Not you.” Diego stared at her for a long moment, the gun trembling in his hand. Finally, he lowered it, his shoulders slumping. Without another word, he turned and walked away.

My hand froze on the remote. The screen shifted to CCTV footage—it was a gunfire exchange like a scene straight out of a movie. I could barely make out the details… until I saw a tall man in a black shirt and suit jacket fighting in the chaos. His face was not shown but it clicked for me. My head turned around slowly to look at the man currently on my couch. “…reports suspect the mob leader of the notorious Nero Syndicate was severely injured during the exchange...” Leader. Syndicate. The words echoed over and over.

I was anything but mellow or good. I was fucked up beyond repair and my heart for some reason wanted her to love parts of me that were dark. All parts of me that were screaming for me to end Mafioso and his son. For me to raid the fiercest criminal in LA and put a bullet between his brows. “Tenga il resto”, I mumbled placing a hundred-dollar bill on the counter before I ungracefully tumbled from the high stool my ass had been earlier. The alcohol reeking air too damn suffocating than my own stinky breath, I could hear myself think the minute I stepped outside gazing at the starless sky.

Opening a file in front of me, he started speaking, "Here is all the information about Thunder Gang. They want to strike a deal with us. A long-term deal of supplying them with cocaine and other drugs." I needed not to delve into the file to know about the gang he was referring to. Eyeing it menacingly, I hissed out, "Don't you know that Thunder Gang supplies drugs to children and young adults?" Antonio reasoned, "The deal is too good to let go." With a flick of my finger, I shut the file close, "Let them know that Xander Stoneheart does not do business with noob gang members who neither have morals nor ethics.." Antonio insisted, "But, Xander..."

Georgia’s eyes widened and then snorted while looking at Heart. “No, no. That is so dangerous. You have a boyfriend who is comatosed. He is also the reason you became a stripper and besides..” Georgia stopped and then grabbed Heart’s shoulders. “He is the fucking Cullen Lee, Heart. Wake up!” Georgia yelled at Heart. Heart’s eyes widened and stopped. She looked away and nodded. “Yes, I know that Georgia. I did not intend to fall for him. Crush is okay but I don’t know, he makes me like this.” Heart said and then looked at Georgia’s face seriously.

He knew Billy was into Rose so there was no way he could let other gangsters take her away. “Punk, loud words you have there. You have no idea who I am.” The gangster glared at Gavin, trying to scare him off. Gavin narrowed his eyes and swung a slap at the gangster’s face. “I don’t care who the hell you are! Get out of my face!” Slap! The gangster was slapped. “You bastard! How dare you slap Brother Leath?!” The other gangsters clamored. Gavin rolled up his sleeves to reveal his muscles and said proudly, “I don’t care if he’s Heath Ledger or Leath Hedger. Do you know who my master is? Leave or I will break your bones!”

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.

Aiden turned the computer screen slightly so that Chloe can see the screen too, he opened a file on the screen showing it to Chloe. "This is Charles Gambino, the Gambino Family will be our space goats." If there are any murders of high-profile people, then it is surely the murderer is sent from the Gambino Family. They receive murder contracts around the world, they do not care who the contractor is until they receive the money. They also keep the contractor's profile a secret, the victim's status doesn't matter to them, whether it's a politician, a CEO, a police officer, or a common man who doesn't own anything. If they receive the money, then the person will surely meet the grim reapers so

I messed around with all of his shipment and was the one that killed in his club relentlessly and managed to outsmart the polygraph test. Moreover, his face when he realizes the one that he killed with no hesitation is alive. The person that managed to make him happy even if it was for such a short amount of time. The person that made him overcome his fears. The person told him that she loved him but left coldly. I thought everyone had a heart but I was wrong. Dead fucking wrong. He was an icy cold, remorseless, guilt-free mafia boss, and good for him; he has what it takes to become the best in the underground but at what cost? He lost me and if it weren’t for Angelo I would be six feet unde

I glanced at the half-filled bottle of whiskey on the table, biting my bottom lip before taking it and gulping down what was left in it. My name is Charlotta Garcia Pérez, a 21-year-old, 5'6", Mexican-American brunette. I'm a hooker, but not your regular type of hooker. I'm a femme fatale, working for the infamous Black-Hearts syndicate here in LA. Judge me all you want; I was no saint. I left the honest me in the past after my parents died. I was abandoned by those who were closest to family. I hid within me the battle between the wild and the polite girl, until I met Don-Diego, the head of the Black Heart Syndicate. He helped me, and in return, I have to work for him. Don-Diego was the one