Gangster In Love Novels & Stories

He leaned down at her level and whispered to her as he removed hair from her face and tucked the loose strands behind her ear. "You should be, you know! You clearly underestimated me. I'm a mafia boss, my lady. And you helped me to become one, thanks to you!" He rasped as he moved closer to place a kiss on her forehead, warm and affectionate. "Mafia?" The words came out of her mouth as a gasp because it was too much to process at the moment. "Yes my amore! Italian mafia! How do you feel being the wife of such a powerful man?" He asked her, holding her both hands in his.

“Marry me Giselle.” He breathes into my neck. “I can't, you belong to another Romero.” I whisper. Giselle Gilmore, a girl whose past has been turned upside down in a life of crime and violence gets involved with Romero De La Rosa, the most feared and powerful Mafia Lord and becomes too attached to his daughter Lauryn De La Rosa. When she gets a chance to reunite with the family, a long time family alliance made with another Mafia family engaging Romero De La Rosa to another woman in marriage appears and any bridge of the arrangement will lead to the biggest war ever witnessed in the underworld. Will Romero De La Rosa bend backwards to the underworld rule or will he fight for his love.

I inquired, perplexed. "We love you, Ava, but we knew." Jenny responded. "What did you know?" Even more perplexed, I inquired. "We knew you were in the Mafia and what you did." We had no idea about Sylvester, but I am deeply sorry for what happened to you; you did not deserve it." Charis's face dropped at the last part. "How?" I inquired, having lost interest in Sylvester. "Jenny's boyfriend works in Travis' gang, and she is involved as a weapons dealer, while I am a smuggler who makes a lot of bombs." Charis responded.

“You don't even know the man, Gemma. You can't marry him. What about falling in love with him?” She scoffed, drawing shapes on the floor with her toes. “Mama showed me a picture of him. He's really handsome. And I do know him. He's the Don’s Enforcer. A very powerful and wealthy man. Do you know how many women would love to be in my place? Love doesn't really matter. I fell in love with him the moment I saw his picture. He's the perfect man for me.” I can't believe she's saying this right now. If he's the Don’s Enforcer, then that means he does all of the dirty work for the Cosa Nostra. Does she not realize these people are dangerous?

The man I had once given everything to. The old Sera would have melted. She would have cried and fallen into his arms and said yes. But that woman was gone. I pulled my hand free. Gently but firmly. "I'm sorry," I said. "I don't love you anymore." "I have work to do. Excuse me." I picked up my bag and stood. Felix followed me out of the coffee shop. He grabbed me from behind and held me close, his arms wrapped around my waist. "Sera. I love you. I really do."

“Call me Agent Doe. And why would I? Should I not be alarming the Director right now? The country’s most wanted fugitive just walked in on our headquarters. The man’s got balls of steel, it seems.” A realization dawned on me. Aster. I left her with Aster that day and Aster had once told me about his only love—his childhood friend turned lover. That same lover of his did not share his ideals. She wanted to be a righteous and perfect cop. He was part of a mafia. They weren’t meant to be together. So they split, but his heart remained hers. I assume that woman is the same in front of me. What a small world. “Follow me or I’ll drag Aster down with me. He’s a fugitive too, after all.”

Bianca sucked her teeth thrice, “Bad news. They are from the White Star gang, the fourth largest gang in the country. Their leader, Duncan was just released from prison a few months ago after he raped his wife's mother.” I bit my lower lip, “Does Leonardo have some kind of beef with them?” “Hell no,” she chuckled lightly, “They are one of his dogs who help him with his money laundering and drug trafficking businesses.” When she noticed my silence, tension instantly seeped into the atmosphere as she questioned me, “Alessandra, what the hell did you do this time?” “Nothing,” I sat down on the bed, squeezing my eyes as I struggled to recollect my emotions. After a few seconds, I confessed, “One

“ You think you don't have a chance because of Carmen, but I see it in your eyes that you still love him” “ It is one thing to love him and there is another for you to act me on the love and he has hurt me for me to ask for the love” “ That's even better so that we can be together just the two of us without him in the picture” “ I don't want to be together with you, I just want to marry a simple man who is not connected to any syndicate group. I don't want to have anything to do with the drug world or the mafia world anymore, and especially I don't want to have anything to do with you, just in case you are not aware you make me sick to the stomach and the mere sight of you is what I had to e

"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.

Later he asked seriously. My eyebrows met at his question. "No," I answered quickly. "Good. Because she's not good for you." There is silence between us for a second. "There is no such thing as love for me, Trace. And you know it. I don't fucking believe in love anymore. I just wanted to fuck her. Nothing more, nothing less." I said with a devilish smile, yet undoubtedly the inner me. "Then don't act like a crazy man, stalking her," Trace said remarkably.