Gangsters Gone Gay นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I whispered, my voice barely audible. Instantly, his calm countenance transformed into one of unwavering firmness. "How dare you!?" he growled, his breath stiffening. In that instant, I felt as if the air had been sucked out of the room, and I froze, my heart skipping a beat. In the world of the mafia, homosexuality was considered a punishable offense. And to make matters worse, Antonio held the prestigious position of Capo dei Capi, the leader of leaders. If he were indeed gay, it would have dealt a severe blow to the honor of the Made men. I found myself unable to speak, my eyes fixated on him like an owl, occasionally releasing deep breaths in intervals.

“Betrayal.” The room seemed to shrink around the men seated at the long oak table. No one moved, no one blinked, each man consumed by the gnawing fear of being the Devil’s next target. They were part of the Morano Mafia, yet they dared to embezzle from the business, traffic women and children and sell drugs outside of the Morano territories. “If any of you weak c*nts decides to betray this famiglia and break Omertà,” he continued, his tone so venomous it could poison the air, “I will carve out the eyes of everyone you love the most and make you feed on it”

Gavin shrugged his shoulders. “I won’t do anything. She’s just a harmless woman. You can see how easy it is to make this woman believe strangers until her drinks are drugs without her knowing. “ “Well, well, you’re right. But this woman is named Jaxon, and don’t pretend you don’t know. You know this city even better than the elders who lived hundreds of years in Denver. Not a single whisper escaped your ears.” Gavin shook his head. He had known Jaxon since they were young boys whose hobby was rowing a bicycle around this city to deliver some “stuff” to the cartel or “mafia” who needed their “services.” Since childhood, they were crime partners because the money was enough to buy a new toy.

Dominic didn’t like the itchy feeling on his scalp or the goosebumps that trailed down his spine. He’d been taught to trust his instincts and his was giving him all the signs of impending danger. He opened the second folder, the one on Dante and scanned through the first page. There was nothing impressive there. He seemed like an average Joe until Dominic read the third page. “Fuck!” Dominic pushed his chair back in shock and disgust just as Gage opened the study door. “There’s not much that shocks you,” Gage said. “Dante De Santis breaks in the whores they import from overseas. The very ones working the seedy houses on the lower side of the city that Conrad voted against.”

What is he doing? “They said they’re already here?” he replied, unsure. Stan looked at all of us. It only means one thing. We need to be careful. Astra, no matter how good their intentions may be, is still a deadly group of the best female gangsters. Night Train glared at me. “We meet again, Stallion…” he said in a menacing tone. I smirked. “Good to know you can stand on your own feet now…” He gritted his teeth and was about to attack me when a dart with a yellow flag struck right in the middle of the two groups.

Then, as if on impulse, he lowered his voice. “Tomorrow, I’m going on a job. A gang operation.” I blinked. “What kind of job?” Hunter’s eyes darkened. “We’re going to take care of some business, get back what’s ours. Make sure no one forgets who’s in charge.” I swallowed hard. The word operation made it sound like something dangerous. He saw the fear flicker across my face. “This isn’t a movie,” he said, his tone flat. “We get things done whether it takes force or strategy. Don’t expect details. I’ll be gone most of the day.”

"Huh? He's gay?" Maxime shrugged. He did not really care. "Wow, he's crazy. I mean, obviously everyone knows that his abusive father is extremely homophobic, and he just casually comes out as gay?" "Is that news interesting enough?" Angie smiled happily. "Yes, for now. But I'll never be satisfied if I don't get the news about the Wolf Gang boss." Maxime snorted. "Whatever." "Huh? Oi, where are you going?" Angie ran, trying to catch up with Maxime's fast pace in front of her. The man did not seem to bother to wait for Angie and continued to walk at a brisk pace.

I locked eyes with him waiting for his lips to start moving. "It's the Gambino's. They have Gian and his men captured in New York. They want to negotiate a deal." That motherfucking Gambino family has been rubbing me the wrong way for the past few weeks now, they were like an irritating rash, but now they are starting to fuck with my money, my business, my familia. "They are still going on about us operating on their turf."

he smirked. "Well, thanks!" I started to get up, but he grabbed my arm. "Do you know how to fight?" "Yes. I took some classes...after...." I looked down at the ground. "Hey." he lifted my head to look at him. "I get it. You're safe here." Our faces were just inches away, our noses nearly touching. Part of me wanted to kiss him, but part of me wanted to run. I've had boyfriends before, always ended the same. Me getting abused or him cheating. I can never fall for a gang leader, I heard they're the worst. So I just walked out the door and up to my room. I threw myself on my bed and stared up at the glow in the dark stars that I've never really paid much attention to.

Zara Howard It all happened so quickly, anyone could barely process how our living room turned into a gangster scene from a movie. A drunkard gambler who borrowed too much money from the Mafia and had nothing to offer except for empty promises when it was pay up time. Only difference was this time the drunkard was my stepfather, Chad Hudson and the Mafia was Asher Lancaster, the powerful mob boss, who brought with him 6-7 terrifying armed men. My mother was tightly gripping onto my arm as she tried to drag me and my older sister, Scarlett farther away from them. My eyes, however, were fixated on the scene unfolding right in front of me.