Gangster Nerd 소설 & 이야기

He chuckled darkly which shook my bones. “I go after the bad guys, the ones who dare doublecross me and those people are never innocent. I don't harm innocent people, I am not that heartless. And what business I do is none of your business. This is how the mafia runs and this is how it will remain. Is that clear, or do I need to spell things out for you, Miss Green?” By the time he was done talking, his eyes were dark in anger and my tears had stopped rolling down.

“Where did you see him?” She waved a hand. “Some high-end club in Miami. He was with a couple of his father’s guys, but he looked…” She hesitated, choosing her words. “Focused.” “Focused?” I repeated. She nodded. “Like he had unfinished business.” Something cold slithered down my spine, but I forced myself to laugh lightly. “Dante always thinks he has unfinished business. It’s part of his charm.” Elena grinned. “True. But still, be careful, yeah?”

Damn, I didn't know that she's so damn possessive, and I find it cute. "Nathan Jones is a douchebag, Red. And do you know that he three-timed Ericka, Stacy, and Martha? I know it because the girls are sharing it with me. And clearly, he's hitting on you. Oh, does he know that you're a DJ or something?" She ranted and asked. I just nodded my head in response

" Enrico ordered one of the men standing outside. "What if she calls the police, boss?" "Give it back immediately." Enrico screaming. For a moment, Livia felt inside one of the American police films directed by Francis Ford Coppola. One day, she watched The Godfather with her best friend, but never imagined that one day she would be stuck with the gangster Enrico's employee returned and gave the cell phone to the boss. "Open!" The mobster ordered the henchman. Livia retreated when Enrico entered the cage. He reached out and handed over his cell phone.

They were going crazy. “Joe” I called him, he looked at me. “Do you know who did this...?” I held back my tears as I asked him the question. He denied. “I don’t think any other gang would dare to do this, because I don’t think he must have done something that would make them do this. And I... I am skeptical... I think I know who did it, but if he didn’t, it’s a wild allegation” I sighed. “Do I know him?”

I finally asked her out,and i felt somewhat nervous and it was new to me and i know i noticed the nerd because of that bet i had with Ash and Brian but now i think it was getting personal I went home and i told the new help to make a lemonade and bring it to my room and before i went into the shower i heard a knock on the door and i opened it and i took the tray from her hand and dropped it on my dresser and went to the bathroom for a quick shower and wore a black leather jacket and a white shirt with black jeans

I said before passing out. My name is Ryan Manchester, a one time drug dealer and gangster. previously worked for the pacres, a remotely large group of gangsters that worked in big cooperations and spearheaded a lot of blossoming business and corporate firm's in New York City and beyond. After that faithful night, the night that changed my life forever and made me who I am today. the only thing I ever thought about is ..... vengeance. to get at the fool who made my life miserable, who claimed to be a boss but was rather the devil himself..... Collins Blake.

(NFTMB) Chapter 91 Alessandro (Green Eyed Monster) Horror. Absolute shock. What is happening to me? Why does everyone get away with deceiving me? I feel useless and as dumb as a bitch. Can I ever get anything right? Why do I always get used by people? I'm a dumb mafia boss. A very dumb mafia boss. Possibly the worst mafia boss in history. With each wave of hatred and self torture, I downed yet another glass of whisky down with great force.

I'm familiar with most gangsters, so just in case. ''He had long hair, an ugly scarred face, and rough tattooed hands. Oh, and he was dressed in traditional robes.'' ''Oh, that's...'' Nikolai recognized the gangster right away after hearing the description. Yes, he was sure...it was none other than Hester Roswell's biggest rival; Satoru Miyamoto. He was an Alpha gangster in his early 60s and was famous for his drugs.

Destros said. Bargaining with him would let him know that Nightingale meant more to me than a one night stand. If I agreed to this, he wouldn’t hand her over, he would make more ridiculous demands till he was satisfied. I know how gangsters worked. I was part of the mafia now, but once upon a time, I had been a mere gangster too. Besides, the mafia was really just an upgraded style of gangster life.