Novel & Cerita Gangster

Romano's hand flew up to her mouth. "Oh my, w-what is that?" Antonio abruptly stood up and stomped one foot onto the chair. "That's a mark of the mafia. A friend of mine who used to be in the mafia told me only members who've spilled blood earn a scar like that." Spittle flying, he pointed at my nose and cursed, "Enzo Moretti, you'd better come clean—have you done time before? Did you get that scar in a mob fight?" I frowned and pulled my sleeve down to cover the scar.

) Another man yelled from the other end of the table. “It was the Irish mob” A lady that looked Chinese to me walks in on a black suit through the now open entrance doors . Finally another woman asides me in this huge house. The sound of her heel echoed as she walked to the don and dropped files on his desk. “The Irish mob planted a guard in the New York cosa Nostra to learn secrets about the business since the don has refused to merge ,and the guard was killed . The revenge plan was to kill he’s girlfriend and take Mr Adams hostage until the don agrees to merge business or handover …or so we figured”

You are the weak point of both. I stopped listening. He just said something that had knocked me out. Something so incredible that I couldn't even hear how they used me. No. He had first heard the name G. Greg. Gregory. I understood why they wanted to be called G. I tried to suppress a smile, which was not very appropriate at the time. What was a scary mobster Gregory going to call himself? The worst part was that I had learned his name at a not-too-good time.

I found that incredibly rude. "You...you know my name!" Her tone was filled with excitement. "Of course I do." I replied which made her smile. "You can call me Ana!" She said happily to which I nodded, "will do." "I am Austin Salvatore. But, you already know who I am, don't you?" Austin asked with a smirk. What's it with these Salvatores and smirking? No, seriously, was it a disease that ran in the family or something? "Yes, I do." I replied with a nod, "I've heard a lot of things about you, you know? The mafia's very own glutton. Are you familiar with the term?"

Few of them had a huge crush on Esha – her dimpled cheek, lean figure and glistening eyes warranted nothing less. At a distance, tyres screeched loudly, and the spectators in the badminton court evaporated before Rishabh’s eyes. There was a loud crunch of gravel as a figure rushed towards the entrance door. It was Inspector Rashid, the highest-ranking police officer in Palampur. He was a small man with a broad chest and muscular arms. The full-rimmed black spectacles on his round face added a degree of suaveness to his personality. He was in his early fifties and inclined to be lazy, but like all lazy people who excel in coming up with cunning shortcuts, the inspector too was intelligent. Hi

They walked hand in hand approaching his friends, Elizabeth took a glass of champagne from the waiter passing by, she gulped it down . Leo smirked at her " You can't handle the crowd?", He teased. "Leo, not now please, I am not in the mood", she protested. " Do you want me to put you in the mood", he quirked his brow at her. "Fuck you Leo", "You are welcome buttercup", he winked. "Ciao ( hello)", one of his associates approached them. " Ciao(hello) Mr Carson", Leo reply curtly. Carson is an Italian mobster that one needs to be vary of. He can go to any length to get what he wants. He is one of the most powerful mobster so Leo needs to be on his good sides.

Within the last six to nine years, there had only been six who qualified. Ethan ran the movie industry. He also did a lot of modeling and production alongside acting. He was well-known all over the world; men and women adored him. Not only was he gorgeous, but he was well-spoken, regal, and kind. That was the persona he displayed in public. The side of him they didn’t know... he was a ruthless killer. Noah ran the oil fields along with the underground mafia business with his father and Xavier. Xavier also ran his own private technology business. He was one of the most brilliant hackers in the world.

He had a viking gold hair and a smooth shaped spade beard, his eyes were a dazzle with a wonder and a fire with passion and an earthy scent swirled around him. "I'm sorry please come in, I was in the bathroom so I couldn't hear you. I was informed by Dante you were coming to see me with the papers so I hurried downstairs to check and here you are" he spoke lovingly and smiled at me as I felt heat spread through my body. He took his hand in mine and my stomach did a flip back as he lead me into his living room, it was so spacious and everything was looking luxurious. What was I expecting from someone who was about to partner with Dante with billions of dollars but I'll still say his house doe

"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.

he wiped my tears before he looked at the moisture on his finger and I watched as he brought his finger to his mouth and sucked it, "hm, salty..." "Please, Octavious, I won-" He shook his head in disappointment as he placed his finger on my lips again to silence me, "you've said enough, my little star," he silenced me with a tender tone, "but you can't fight the inevitable. Now, we have been destined to be together since the day that you were born. Do you want to know why you're here?" he waited for a response so I nodded my head, "your father and I were a part of a gang called The Cobalt Wolverine Syndicate," he chuckled, "it was a silly name, the silliest I've ever heard in my life but we