Novel & Cerita Gangster Love Poems For Him

They are all that matters to each other. Nico pulls her in for a hug. He wishes he can hug her forever. She makes him feel safe even though she can't pick up a gun. He's safe in her arms. It's in this moment he realizes that he's has fallen head over heels for Gianna Rae. He loves her and he's will do anything for her. ~~~~~ THIS IS THE END OF TO LOVE A CRIMINAL BOOK 1 OVER 80,000. This has to be my longest book ever and we are just getting started. Let's go!

"Don't tell me to relax, Garry!. I don't wanna hear that. Relax,relax. That's all I've been getting from you since last night!. You probably don't know the feeling because you've not been in love before!. You don't even know what it means to be loved or be in love!. Just shut the damn up!" Garry stared at him for a moment and sighed. "Alright,I know. I've not been in love but,at least, I'm not as weak as you. Look at you, what does been in love offer you?. Problems!,problems all the time. I'm not and I don't wanna be in anything called Love because it damages easily."he shouted. They both stood, looking at each other. They had the same expression on their faces and were both fuming in great

He said, knowing me well. “I love you, Dexter Anderson.” “I love you more, Elsie Anderson.” And soon, we will prove our true love with a knot. I was grateful that God made a broken mafia trampled into my world. ***************************

He griped fistful of my hairs and pulled them, brutally. I gasped, in sudden pain and just like that, my every owned confidence went down like ashes. I was stupid, stupid to ever think that I will make him love me. It was better that he would have r-ped me instead of me saying that I love him. It disgusts me, yes it does. The only idea of even uttering a word of love him is disgusting. The only person I've ever loved was Hunter and I won't betray him. And f-ck, how can I love this sick man when he had given me nothing but pain.

I just wanted to be his bad girl. To me, his love is warmth, comfort, and peace. He was all I wanted. I only wished we weren’t in hiding. I would have painted the world red with his fire and cooled it down with my ice. I grabbed my note pad which was always with me and wrote another poem while he observed curiously. I’m your ice and you, my fire You light me up Give my heart the heat it desires Your love is red hot But don’t worry Blue and white are my favorite colors

“While I promise to tell everything about me the day I will confess my love for you.” “Hold on, is this your way to say YES to my proposal?” Artemis asked, and his eyes twinkled. “You really have no issue with that? I mean, your past experience is not that too?” “Love is a gamble; you take a chance, let your heart go, Like a dice, You never know the result…. Until the end.” “Stop your poetry, Artemis,” Caroline said while he just grinned ear to ear.

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

Do you know how many years you'd serve if Jessy actually pressed charges? I stared at him in disbelief, and a chuckle escaped me before I could think. 'Was this the man I once loved? I must've been blind,' I thought to myself.

The only time I heard him talk like a gangster was when he thought I was out of earshot and he was ripping into someone. “But I want you to have a man who treats you the way I treat you. Loves you the way I love you. I’ve done everything I can to prove my love for you is unconditional. I’ve sacrificed so much for you, but I’ve done that happily because you’re the single most important thing to me…and I’m pretty sure you’ve never had to question that.” His words nearly brought me to tears.

But to them, my silence was as good as a confession. "Nothing to say now, huh?" Antonio weighed the bottle in his hand, a cruel smirk spreading across his face. "Pretty soon, we're going to strip you down and see what tattoos you're hiding. The mafia loves their crosses and their saints. I bet you're no different." In less than ten minutes, the roar of motorcycles echoed from beyond the yard. The front door flew open with a kick, and five thugs with dyed hair and tattooed sleeves barged in. "Boss, where's the guy?"