Gangster In Love Novels & Stories

Ashton said stubbornly. "And what if I shoot you again huh, do you-" "I'd rather be shot by the one I love that be separated from her again." Both of them fell silent, Adira couldn't control the tears in her eyes. "You can't Ashton, you- you just can't. I just murdered someone, didn't you see that? I lied to you, I'm not who I say I am and-" "I don't care one bit about what you are, I love you regardless. My loves deeper than the bullet wound you gave me." He joked.

“Believe me, I know and I wish I had a magic way to fix this mess... I don’t, but I’ll do whatever it takes to get your love back. I know I hid a lot from you, but I was always honest about my feelings, I love you more than anything and I want you to be happy.” I take a deep breath. I can’t fall for his sweet words, he’s a thug, his love means nothing. I have to keep in mind I’m just pretending to amend things to dispel suspicions later on. It’s hard to remember not to fall for those gorgeous eyes, to keep in mind this is just an act and that he’s a criminal. “I need time to process everything that has happened. You have to understand, one day I was looking at wedding venues and the next I f

A damn Gangstar. "I had wanted you from day one, and I still want you" He said. His soft words sent cold shivers down my body, this Gray Carter! The gang star leader I hated!. I've never seen him soft to me or any body, but everything seems so dreamy to be real. He smiled making my heart beat faster. “Make love to me,” I whispered, kissing me softly. I felt my heart stopped. I didn't just said this right!? I fucking told him to make love to me, what if he's say no and then make me look like a whore? What am I thinking?

As one of them moved to stab Shayan, a firm grip stopped him. All eyes turned to see RV standing in the doorway with a murderous glare, holding the goon's hand tightly. Shayan's lips curled into a smirk at the sight of his friends arriving with equal determination. The combined force of the "Great Black Tigers" quickly subdued the goons, leaving them unconscious on the floor.

But inside, he rubs it though is one off-shade silver hair. “Joelle.” No, I was hoping that he was going to say that it was some stripper whom he had a one-night stand. That I can live with… But…Ya…Fuck me… The girl that I am in love with is a fucking wife of DeCarlo, the Mob Boss of the west. Can this not get any more fucked up than it is? Do I even dare to ask the question?

I said "You're an idiot," Felix said "I agree why the fuck did you ask Lorain her and why did you ask her to marry you when you are in love with Arora?" Gabi asked coming down "Can we not do this? Let's just go," I said "No brother make a decision. Luna or Lorain," Gabi said "Luna for fuck sake. It would always be her. I love her so much it hurt. I was a fucking fool and fucking drunk when I fucked that blond," I yelled

ok says Ibrahim, both sleep and after some days Ibrahim gets well perfectly, right now Ibrahim was making love to mehak, just then Ibrahim phone ranged up, he doesn't want to receive it but seen caller name he says Jaan this is important he received it and says hello, hello me Ibrahim I am your Dr I got your money to thank you, Ibrahim sir if you want some more help just call me, Ibrahim says ok and cuts the call, on the other hand, Dr wife says Ibrahim khan gave you this much money why? dr says because he loves his wife very much he can do anything for her you see mafia possessive love, Ibrahim made love to mehak and says this mafia man can do anything for his mehak, only you can make me on

She was a damn bitch and a fucking liar. I disconnected the call and my mood was instantly spoilt. I never wanted to see that bitch's face ever again. It was stupid to ever think she could fall in love with someone like me. Any woman would prefer a businessman with no ties to drug trafficking than one with ties to the cartel. Her claims of love were all fucking lies.

she told him and looked at his face. "And I love you," he whispered back, his eyes focused on her lips. He slowly bent down and softly claimed her lips. Closing her eyes, she let him kiss her for a while before responding to it. She wanted to be his. His life partner. As they broke their kiss she placed her hand on his cheek and sadly smiled at him, as she traced the corner of his mouth with her thumb. "Is something wrong?" He asked. She pouted. "Why is this so complicated. I love you and I want to be with you. That is for sure. But I'm not sure about being in the Mafia yet…." She trailed off, frowning.

See as serving from head to toe. Although the young lady is so happy, Lang Tinh also has secret feelings and spaces that few people know about, never being free, not being allowed to interact with mediocre friends, not neglecting herself, must not lose value…etc…etc… there are so many things that she wants to tell. Sometimes she finds that the life of a gangster like him is sometimes good, not constrained or forced to anything, just being a martial artist will have a position in the gangster world, not having to throw it all away. Gray matter in the brain out that works like business.