Gangster Heart Novels & Stories

Helping Mr Gang Leader . Chapter 94: It’s not a perfect system . Gianna told him, “You have to have a heart. You have to be patient. The people who raised him, the people who loved and cared for him and were Dante’s world, just died. I can promise you from personal experience it feels like a piece of him just got ripped out and there’s nothing but a gaping hole left behind. Do you even understand that?”

He however raised a brow, narrowing slits at Antonio's untouched drink. Antonio offered a lopsided smile. “Aw, c’mon, we were just making jokes—I'd never think of that.” “Your heart or brain, you mean,” Cardoza teased, lifting the glass. “Last time I checked—the heart of a gangster is a weave of sins, I won't be surprised by the brain” Without objection, Antonio grabbed the glass and gulped down its content at a go. “Satisfied?” He scowled, tossing the glass behind him.

One of them was muscular and big, with numerous tattoos and piercings on his face, as well as diamond earrings. As I approached them, I realized that one of them was Kendrick, the most popular gangster we couldn't get arrested. My eyes widened in shock. Both of them were heading towards the BMW, which was still lying on the ground with gasoline leaking from it and spreading on the road. I paused as Kendrick's man crouched to peer into the car. "Come out, old man. It's time to meet your doom," Kendrick bellowed, holding his gun with both hands and a devious expression on his face. Who was his target? I had to help them.

“Richard?” "You mean your friend, Mr. Richard Lawson?" She whispered out, her eyes blown wide, her mouth opened, and her heart pounding wildly against her chest wall, she was about to lose control of her emotions as her hands started to shake vigorously, so she quietly squeezed her hands together and took deep breaths to calm herself. “Yes Olivia, same Mr Richard.” Richard was a well-known businessman who lacked ethics and targeted weaker companies to absorb them. He has been on her father's neck for years because of the debt he owes him. He constantly threatens her father and even sends thugs to his workshop to destroy things.

she explained ignoring his apology and staring up at the ceiling trying to contend the tears in her eyes. Dante’s heart tightened in anger and his hand tightened into a fist. His jaws had clenched tightly and he had suddenly turned bloodthirsty. He knew he vowed not to kill again but the mafia game was calling onto him once more and he would be that killer machine was more and this time no single soul would be spared. His father was freaking right! He was born a mafia, he had the blood running in him and he would be that person either he liked it or not. This time he would be staring off with George, and his father would follow definitely.

"Boss, our recent gun shipment got sabotaged." "What?" I yelled, enraged. "Who was stupid enough to do something like that?" "I've already put my men on it, and we managed to catch one of the men who was responsible." Giovanni said. "He's a member of the Blood Crust gang." "Blood Crust?" I replied, confused. The Blood Crust gang was one of the biggest gangs in South LA. Why would they do something so reckless? Were they trying to trigger a war, or were they just trying to piss me off?

Just like Alpha Diego, this man was also a Mafia, under a boss like father had shared! I always watched news of him on the internet throwing crazy parties to celebrate his success in the business. But seeing him here all chained up like an animal... I'm scared. One of the guards took off the cloth in his mouth and the tied up man said, groaning at Diego, "You won't get away with this, you bastard! Soon, you'll burn in hell like the rest of us!" "Your times up," Diego said, springing out his claw from his right hand. And right before my eyes, he pierced his hand deep into the chest of this man, rooting out his heart! My eyes grew large at this horror, causing me to wince at this.

“Depends. Are you planning on making it easy for me this time?” Lorenzo looked up, his dark eyes locking onto hers. “Twice now you’ve put a knife in me. You do realize that most people don’t get away with stabbing me once, let alone twice?” He stood. Elena crossed her arms, willing herself to remain put. “You seemed to survive just fine.” He took a step closer, his gaze intense. “Why are you here Ms. Romano? Haven’t you heard of the Mafia code, paying back whatever measure we are giving, good or bad?”

Richard's agitation was palpable, his heart racing in response. "Did you call the police against my orders?" Richard yelled at Kelvin and Steven, his panic growing. "Just release her, or you'll be apprehended!" Steven shouted. "You've messed with the wrong person." "Turn yourself in, or we'll enter by force!" The police's amplified voice resounded from outside. Distracted by the unfolding events, Richard's grip on me slightly loosened. Seizing the opportunity, I summoned my strength and struck him hard in the stomach with my elbows. Utilizing every ounce of energy, I sprinted toward Kelvin.

“The one who follows him around.” I scoffed with anger. “I do not follow him around.” “Look little girl.” Just as I was about to protest. She pressed her long manicure nail on my lips, swiftly making me swallow my own words. “Alex Bianchi is a billionaire with a status. Who are you? Some random girl from the streets? He’ll fuck you once, maybe twice if you are lucky but in the end he’ll come to someone like me, someone who understands him and someone in his league. Got it?”