Novel & Cerita Gangster Princess Drawings

I walked over to the nightstand, where her drawing notebook lay open. "What did you draw today, princess?" I murmured softly to myself, looking down at the pages. The sketch was a remarkably accurate rendering of the estate stables, surrounded by thick, structural lines that she had carefully colored in our signature sapphire-blue color. I knelt beside her mattress, my large, scarred hand resting gently on the wooden edge of her bedframe.

I asked Alessandro. "In that folder is information on our Princess." My eldest son Alessandro said which made me picked up the folder then opened it and immediately saw a picture of her. She looks go grown and beautiful. Her and Luca are definitely twins, they're literally a replica of each other but in different genders. "You finally found our Principessa?" I asked staring at the picture that was in the folder. (Principessa- Princess) "Yes, and she lives here in New York but she's also secretive because there's barely anything on her other than adoptive parents," Alessandro said looking at me with a blank expression.

"You know, I'm a kind person, but that's just for people who are kind too. And I think that you're not a good one, right? Because you're a gangster! LIKE THE GANGSTER WHO TOOK THE LIFE OF MY FATHER! AND I WILL NEVER EVER FORGIVE YOU ALL. I HATE GANGSTERS!" She... She hates gangsters…What should I do?

She put on the best dress she could find in her wardrobe, a black draped tube dress with a slit on one side of her leg that showed her mid-thigh. Shay knew that the gangster's security would be deficient today, at least the men who would accompany him, the men who would take him to the ranch. The enterprise took four months to be ready, and he always took her with him to see how the renovation was going. So she knew everything around the ranch and gave Túlio the coordinates of where he had to plant the bomb.

“ Incredible! He draws so well! “ Said Rassy smiling. “ Quickly Rassy! Have you found the wallet yet? “ Said Lissa. Rassy smiled and approached: “ Beautiful drawings, right? Gizella, upon seeing the drawings, almost went into shock! Those drawings lasted her. “ These faces are not strange to me! “ Said Lissa, taking the drawings. Gizella: “ Who designed this? Rassy: “ My brother, he hides these drawings so much! I even thought they were one of his crazy things! Haha ha Lissa laughed. Gizella felt uncomfortable with those drawings, she wanted to tear up those drawings. So they left the room. Rassy put drawings in the cave again.

Ariana looked deeply confused while Maddison laughed harder like the devil himself possessed him. I genuinely considered murdering him right at that moment, eventually Ariana grabbed my hand excitedly before dragging me toward the bed again. "Look!" she announced proudly while showing me several drawings scattered across the blanket. "I made all these yesterday!" She must've drawn all these with the things Zachary brought for her, I sat beside her carefully while looking through them one by one. Most were colorful princesses, cats, cartoon flowers, and somehow one extremely violent drawing of Maddison being attacked by pigeons.

A big necklace banner was hanging behind the stage which has fresher's party written on it in big size while on one hand the decor was of disco and on another hand it was of horror nd thriller. As soon as we enter inside, all the eyes were upon us, girls were drooling over me while boys were drooling over my princess who was looking damn hot. I glares the boys and puts my hand around her waist pulling her closer to me while my love was so busy in seeing the whole decoration that she doesn't felt that when my hand comes around her waist. I just shake my head in disbelief. She notices it after sometime and looks towards me. She doesn't say anything to me as she knows I'm more possessive for he

“Life has been hard in Switzerland. I didn’t have enough money to pursue my art. Then I learn that my father wasn’t my real father. My real father has been in jail because of his involvement in the mob. I had to quit school. And because of that I came to know my boss. Since then I had been used as a tool.” Right, he travels the world as a musician. It would be easier for him to get jobs done without raising suspicion. “My boss doesn’t have that much ambition. He’s content of how he runs our clan in Switzerland. Until I met Luciano. He plans to take over New York. And he can’t do that with the Russians controlling the business.” “You already knew who I was even before we met?” I asked him, al

Their expressions turned serious at once. They finally understood: I wasn’t some lost, weak princess waiting to be “taken in.” I wasn’t a lonely girl Sophia could destroy. I was Mia. The woman who controlled the new Italian Quarter shipping lines. The woman none of their families could afford to anger. I stood and walked to the floor‑to‑ceiling window. Beneath me lay the richest, most dangerous streets in the city. Mafia bosses. Old money. Greed. Betrayal. A million secret deals happening in the dark.

Behind him, Don Silivio Rossi suddenly laughed. A quiet chuckle. Then it grew louder. Luca slowly turned. Don Rossi shook his head. "I knew it." Luca stared coldly. "You knew what?" Don Rossi smiled. "You committed the stupidest mistake a Mafia leader can make." Captain Dominic immediately pointed his rifle toward Rossi. "Watch your mouth." Don Rossi ignored him. His eyes remained fixed on Luca. "You captured a king..." He smiled wider. "...and locked him inside his own castle." The words landed perfectly.