Novel & Cerita Gangster Love Poems For Him

"but i guess i don,t deserve this light . i am no saint ....but i thought i had the right to fall in love with a pure and innocent girl and make a family with her and give her all the love .... but .. i was wrong a mafia king like me don,t have the right to love ." his words were hurting me bad .i could not breath . "no... don,t say..... it please." "i was a fool to think i could make you love me or to have you as my light no innocent and beautiful and religious girl like you should have a monster like me i was fool to bring you to my life janiman i fool to think that i will leave these darkness" he moved his thumb on my cheeks and i closed my eyes feeling his thumb moving on my e

Giddy from his declaration of love earlier, though tinged with a hint of dominance, her world was filled with rainbows. "I rule the underworld of gangsters you were working with." He hesitantly continued. "I may be dangerous but not to you. Never to you." He said in earnest, his gray orbs flashing, a hint of fear reflecting. Fear of losing her. She wanted to laugh at the ridiculousness of it all. Her whole life revolved around dangerous men. And the love of her life was dangerous of all. But not to her. "Shhh, I know." Pressing her finger to his fleshy lips to stop whatever he wanted to add. "I love you and nothing..." She stopped. The room was spinning once more. Something sour and bile was

I had let this man, who I hardly knew, possess my soul. "I love you, too, Jane." I wanted to scream but I restrained myself after hearing him express his love for me as well. Even though I'm not sure if he's the heister, deep down I know that he is a bad lad, a criminal of some type, and that's why I'm so madly in love with him. How can such a beauty like me fall crazy for a thief like him?

Godfather slammed his hand hard on the chess board. "Love? No, love is only for the weak and if love is it to happen, I won't let it be with a poor rat as her. She's just a money sucker and a thief, just like the all the poor rats out there" Godfather said. "Immediately Aurelio leaves, send my men to bring her here" Godfather said with a pissed off look on his face. Cheetah nodded with a smile on her lips. Exactly what she was expecting to hear.

he loved me, yet he chose to let me go, what a total scumbag, this is it, this is over, I'm holding back the tears yet I managed to say my last words to the man that cause such agony, "You are not the one who will decide who I was capable to love, you don't own me, Leandro, loving someone is a risk, it's a gamble and you didn't even try to gamble for me, I'm not surprised because you don't know how to love, you don't destroy someone you love Leandro, you don't do that, I hope I can wish for your happiness but I can't, you will never be happy, you are a devil incarnate, and I hate and will hate you for the rest of my life"

He pulls a traumatised Henri up and lets him watch as he slowly lowers Jim down into the water. I can hear Jim even now as I close the basement door, I can hear the desperate splashing of water as he fights for survival. But he chose the wrong man to hurt and for that, he will pay with his life. ‘Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.’ That was what father once told me; and today, it cannot be any more true. Sergio, I am coming for you.

The other day of marriage I was compelled to come here, a completely deserted island, he owns. He is not Nico, I used to love, he is Nicolas Costello, the world fears, the Capo of Italian mafia. I feel myself as a caged bird, who ought to fly heights but now is captured by bird of prey. unknowningly a lone tear escaped my eyes. I never wanted this, I wanted love, my whole life, I craved for love, just to get, ignorance, betrayal, cheating. My dad, Paul and now him. The person I truly love is behind my blood.

“Never harmed you, even when you had seen him kill someone before. What if you run and hit his red buttons? What if he kills you? He held a gun to his father. He might have a soft spot for you… I feel he loves you even. I can see that soft shit lovers have in their eyes.” “I don’t know if him having ASPD is real, but from what I have seen, I don’t know if it’s just a trait of him being in the crazy-ass thing they call a Mafia… but it’s just a thing of the moment. He doesn’t love me. I believe he just wants to…” I paused, downing the content in the glass in one gulp. “He just wants to have sex, and he will get tired of me soon. Before that, I will have left. He can have any woman he wants, an

Now, she was with him, the one she loved and was fated to love her, given by the One above. “I must say Someone planned on dropping my passport all along, for you to pick it up,” she said, caressing his face. “He must love both of us for us to meet in such a circumstance,” he agreed, beaming at her lovingly. “I can’t complain as I’m lucky it was you, Harman.” “I can say the same, iubirea mea. After all, I was destined for you to stop playing games with men. But tonight, we’ll both play to our hearts’ content!” he said, kissing her once more until she was panting and sweating again. -- The end --

life, I was raised by the street…So I gotta be down with the hood team…Too much television watchin' got me chasin' dreams…I'm a educated fool with money on my mind…Got my ten in my hand and a gleam in my eye…I'm a loc'd out gangsta, set trippin' banger…And my homies is down so don't arouse my anger…Fool, death ain't nothin' but a heart beat away…I'm livin' life do or die, what can I say?…I'm 23 now, but will I live to see 24?…The way things is goin', I don't know…Tell me why are we so blind to see…That the ones we hurt are you and me?…Been spendin' most their lives livin' in the gangsta's paradise…Been spendin' most their lives livin' in the gangsta's paradise…Keep spendin' most our lives l