Gangster's Girlfriend Novels & Stories

“How are you, Kyle? Have you managed to bankrupt another company yet?” Kyle gritted his teeth. “That’s none of your business, Jayden.” He sneered. “Sorry for asking. Don’t you have your own table to go to?” Sarah gritted her teeth at his comment. Alex could feel the woman glancing at her. There was a sense of curiosity and jealousy in her eyes. “My girlfriend, Alexandra Stewart,” Jayden said. “Your what?” Sarah shouted in shock. “This cleaner—this slut is your girlfriend?” Jayden’s eyes become dark and cold, and his face turned rigid. Alex had never seen him looking so ruthless and dangerous before, and the image set her pulse racing. She had to admit he looked very hot, though.

To see her get out of the car and shoot down the avenue, knowing where she was going, ah, it was too much for him. And here they were, kissing passionately until they lost their breath. “ I love you too, my beloved gangster.” " She said after he pulled his lips away from hers to look at her. It was beautiful and romantic, but a gatiLho was triggered in him when she reminded him of who he was. He was a gangster! She was a student, a family girl, and a musician with a future ahead of her. Reality hit him like a hammer and he pushed her slowly away from him and as much as her gaze changed in a snap, as much as he knew that she loved him yes and had just stated that, he disengaged himself from t

said Cristiano. "Do you know her?" I asked him. I frowned because it looked like Stella and I were the only ones who didn't know that girl. "She's my girlfriend's friend," he answered. I was quiet there suddenly, and it was as if my heart was pinched when I heard the word girlfriend from him. Liam and Lucas were telling me the truth, and they didn't bother me about it. I nodded and smiled before speaking. "No. It's not necessary. I can clear my name from her. I don't need your help for that, but I still thank you," I said one after another.

I can feel his eyes on me, but I don't acknowledge him. He says, "And who might this be?" "Is she your girlfriend, Gustavo?" A woman across us asks. She's old, must be in her seventies, but she's well preserved. Her wine colored dress accentuates her slim figure, and her hair is flawlessly coiffed. Her partner is equally as old as her. I fix her a stare. That's presumptuous of her. Everyone is looking at us, expecting a response. Giotto ends up answering her. "No, Donatella. This is Chiara Giaccobbe. She's engaged to my capo, Enzo Castelli. You remember him, don't you?"

"If you insult my partner again, I'll have security escort you out." My girlfriend, Kaylee Dishman, was gentle by nature. At work, she was approachable and well-liked by everyone. How could she possibly be a killer? The woman in front of me looked deathly pale, as though all the color had been drained from her face. She didn't seem the least bit surprised by my reaction. "You'll believe me eventually," she said. "You're a man of conscience." Her gaze slowly drifted to the plaque on my office wall. "Your girlfriend won't be coming home tomorrow night. She's going to dispose of a body." After saying that, she got up and left.

"the gangsters?" "Gangsters?" Mike question. Clara realized what she said. "I'm sorry, I guess he still doesn't know. Anyway, I'm tired of protecting you, you know that." "I'm not one of then anymore after my mother died," I answered. "Besides, I didn't kill anyone," "Yet you did crimes, idiot. I can arrest you right now," "I'll surrender myself once I'm finished. I promise," I looked at her eyes. "You know I'm a man of promise,"

With this actions, Raymond concluded they were federal agents. “We seek a lady by the name, Grace….” Reyes couldn’t remember her last name. “…..Brunt” the specialist quickly said and stretched out his hand to shake Raymond too. “You must be Raymond, her boyfriend. I’ve seen your pictures a couple of time” “Yes, she is my girlfriend” Raymond answered confidently. No matter what would happen or could have happened. He would never deny Grace was his girlfriend.

“You really love that word for someone who’s never had to spell it.” His eyes finally met mine. Heat. Ice. Chaos. I swallowed and tried not to combust. “I was curious,” I said. “You never told me why you need a fake girlfriend.” “For a business deal.” I blinked. That was… honest? “What kind of deal?” He smiled lazily. “Curious, are we?” “Yes. I’m literally sitting in a car with a man I barely know, about to have dinner with his billionaire father. I think I deserve a few details.”

First and foremost, there was nothing between us… he just… kissed me. To be honest, I had never seen that woman, but deep inside me, my blood boiled, and I wanted to take her hands off Daxton. Daxton, on the other hand, was facing his back at me, and I couldn’t see what his reaction was. However, I saw how he placed his hand on that woman’s waist, which made me even more furious. Damn, what’s happening to me? So I think… that woman is his girlfriend. "If only eyes could kill, she would have been dead already," Gabriella stated.

Scarlett even got a job as a waitress in a restaurant. We have tried to keep away from the mafias and gangsters as much as possible and we were doing a pretty good job doing that until very recently. The restaurant that Scarlett works in has a lot of local gangsters as its regular customers. They come to the restaurants for less suspicious ways of making deals and signing contracts for not so lawful things. One such evening at the restaurant, Scarlett was serving the table of a local gang leader Victor Lawford. Scarlett is the definition of beauty standards. Luscious hair, pretty face, curves at all the right places. Of course, she caught the attention of Victor.