Gangster Stewie Griffin Novels & Stories

After saving a huge sum of money that he won from various cooking competitions, Griffin retired and set up a restaurant of his own - Apple Soup. "It's cleaner than I thought it would be," Tynan answered honestly and Griffin barked a laugh. "Cleaner, you say? We don't usually have it this nicely especially during the lunch rush. There would be a lot of yelling, cursing and even shoving because the boys at the back are a little on the rowdier side. Our previous assistant quit because he couldn't handle the affection. I hope you're alright with working with a bunch of ex-criminals. They did wrong in the past but I promise you on my good name and chef's hat that they're decent people now, just a

The live stream was still running, and the comments section exploded instantly. "Holy crap! Are these real special forces?" "Tiger Commando Unit? Isn't that the legendary squad?" "Oh my god, the streamer just called him a mobster when he's clearly a hero!" Clutching his chest, Antonio lifted his head with difficulty. "T-there must be some mistake. He's just a security guard." Giovanni spun around and pulled out his military ID and several gleaming gold medals from inside his jacket. Then, he strode over to Antonio and slammed them into his face.

It silly I know but I never thought anyone would ever call me sir, my life was pretty much dull, and I was supposed to live like a stray dog on the streets until I die for whatever reason and then be buried like a dog as well that no one would remember. But here am I being called sir because of stolen mafia money and I feel good about it. “Today I just want to take a drive downtown, to check on things.” I told him, I think it is time I went back and blessed the guys that had my back on the streets but am mostly going for one man, they call him DJ, the man is very educated you hear from the way he speaks and how he words each sentence that it comes from a scholar.

"He's the same guy who told me about my real dad and said I was something more than an ordinary gangster. He died on his way back to his country, this country." Griffin turns to the lady, "I came to United States Of Ganiva to investigate the reason behind his death, but... The border patrol finished off all my men." He picks up his jacket, zips his bag and hangs it over his shoulders. "I have to go save her." Just then the lady stands up and seductively walks into Griffin's arms, "What if I let you fuck me? Will you forget about her, for me?" She places her lips on his.

He was none other person than Stab, the head of the Black axe mafia confraternity. A week ago, Jake had deliberately stepped on their toes and obviously now they wants revenge luckily, Jake's bodyguard are there to help, even if they were not, Jake could take care of himself without breaking a sweet. Jake promptly got out,and his G-5 did the same. The G-5 was the name he gave his hired private army. As stab had seven muscular men with him, he was filled with a lot of confidence. With a smug expression, he parted his lips, ready to state his purpose.

"Is Jacob a mafia boss or something?" "Yeah, he deals with illegal affairs," Griffin coughed again. "I help him find customers, which is why he can't kill me. He is also keeping us alive because he wishes to meet your babies, who also happen to be twins." Scarlett fell down next to Griffin, placing a hand on his chest. He was sizzling hot and bleeding. "Will you be okay?" "Yeah, Jaco only tormented me," Griffin snorted. "And I killed some of his men, even after arriving at his mansion... He isn't pleased with me. Especially since I choked the one meant to interrogate me."

“I thought it was weird too, which is why I launched a detailed investigation into Greyson. After several days of tailing him and looking into him, I managed to find some information on him. Greyson used to be a gangster who took part in scams, abductions, fights, and brawls. He only got back on the right track two years ago when he opened his shop in the Western District. Since then, he has spent the years as a model citizen without committing any crimes.

Livia had ten patients scheduled for that day, but the gangster didn't allow her to see or talk to anyone. ... Around noon, her stomach made noises that embarrassed her. "Are you hungry?" Enrico asked. "Of course, I haven't eaten anything since I left Mattia's house". "So you have a man?" "Mattia is my best friend". "I've fucked a lot of my pretty friends", Enrico smiled as he remembered high school. Closing her eyes, she tried to erase from your mind those absurd things the mobster told. "There's a room where I usually eat and sleep during shifts,” she confessed in a low voice.

Robert Griffin, and when we did, everything went sour. Little did we know that Mr. Roberts Griffin was a pedophile, a drug dealer, and a money launderer. Also, he lends money to people with heavy interest to pay, and when they could not pay, he confiscates all they have. Those who don't have what to confiscate and don't have little girls he could sleep with, he beat to death or coma with his men. All the stores or shops in that community paid dues to him without knowing to whom they are paying the dues. He sends his men around to collect the money on his behalf. Those who refuse to pay or could not pay the complete amount he beats up and destroys things in their shops. He made life difficult