Gangster Lover Novels & Stories

She’d been enthusiastic and genuine and pleased to be with him. Him. Dave the “Doctor .” She didn’t know if he had two nickels to rub together, and hadn’t cared. She’d just wanted to have sex with him. And he couldn’t say that with certainty about any of his former lovers. Had they wanted him? The man? Or just been attracted to the power of his bank account and what he could do for them? It was never easy to tell, and it ruined pretty much every relationship. And the one woman he’d thought he loved in the past—Beatrice—had proven herself to be shallow and interested in nothing but money.

Vinny added. Vinny was not only a partner of mine, but he was also my dearest cousin with whom I started the business, while Vinny worked the streets and the supplies, I was the brain behind the whole process, I laundered the money through various streams of businesses I set down, and gave orders behind the show, but everyone knew it's always been I running the show here in New York City. I knew I was geared throughout the streets of New York City. But never had I or any of those who worked for him been convicted for any felony, the Gomez empire operation was thorough in dealings, never leaving a loophole behind for any government agency to act on. But it seemed with this new bird in town fr

he detached my hands "Everything about you is beautiful and I love every inch of it” He rolled his tongue over my nipple making me arch my back as I moaned his name. I hugged him tightly so that I could feel him more. "damn it! I love the feeling," my mind was in haywire. He removed my panties and let me spread my legs “Baby, this would hurt you but I’ll be gentle” as he looked at my eyes filled with lust.

My fingers tighten around the phone as I stare at her message, trying to make sense of it. She’s scared. Or maybe ashamed. Maybe both. She shouldn't be, not after the nights we've spent together. So that’s it? - Liam I type, my frustration seeping through. You don’t want to be seen with me because of what I do?” - Liam Her response is instant this time. I don’t hang out with boys like you, Liam. I don’t get involved with... gangsters. -Liam The word stings more than I care to admit. Gangster. I know what I am, I’m not naive about it, but hearing it from her? That’s different.

FOR THE NEXT THREE WEEKS , life settled into a normal pattern, or as normal as one could expect when you were a mobster's girlfriend. Yes, girlfriend. I had convinced myself that Fausto was my boyfriend, because that was preferable to the real situation, that I was his lover. Everyone knew the truth, however. The only person I was fooling was myself.

the reporter said. A million dollars to catch himself?Well that's funny. Marcus looked at me. "Poor guy. He really loves you." I wanted to shake him and tell him the truth, but who would believe me, aurora Winters against Adrian Thorne? I would be locked up before anyone listened. The news switched to sports but Adrian's performance kept echoing in my head, the way he had looked at the camera with those wounded eyes, playing the heartbroken lover while the whole world ate it up.

Kian scanned them and immediately spotted what he was looking for. He pulled the book out from the shelf. My First Love that Blooms in Spring. Kian shook his head as he read the title on the cover. "I already found him. Oliver Sung." A voice echoed in the bookshop. "Proceed with our plan." Kian replied. Pil stood beside him, holding a book. "Yes, boss." Kian faced him, showing a troubled look on his face. "Mina saw me meet you at Gangsil." Pil didn't look surprised and worried. "You're the greatest GK member. Don't tell me you're--"

"I claimed I was protecting you, but I was just holding the chains. I watched you fight through fire down there, Della. I saw the fire in your eyes when you stood amidst the smoke. You are not a bird to be kept in a cage, no matter how gold the bars are." He took a slow, painful breath, his knuckles whitening as he fought through a wave of internal agony. "If I truly love you..." Karlo whispered, his steel-blue eyes swimming with an agonizing mix of absolute devotion and profound heartbreak, "then loving you means giving you what I stole from you the moment you walked into my life."

“No. They hurt puppies here. They hurt kids here. I’m not leaving.” Before Cedric could argue, the heavy door swung open. Dante Falcone stood on the other side, his wounded arm in a sling, a cigar clamped between his teeth. Behind him, a dozen armed men. Behind them, a large fighting pit where dogs tore into each other, blood spraying across the concrete. “Took you long enough,” Dante said, smiling like a shark. “I was starting to think you didn’t love me anymore, little brother’s whore.” His eyes slid to Lily, and the smile sharpened into something cruel. “And you brought the little killer. Perfect. My men have been placing bets on how long she’d last in the pit.”

“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.