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she scolded. “I'm sorry, Bianca,” I paced back and forth in my bedroom, worry gnawing my mind. I defended, “But you know I wouldn't have reached out to you if I didn't have a big problem.” She sighed, “So what's this problem about?” “I want to know about a gang that has a star tattooed on their neck,” I described some no further details to her and asked, “Who are they?” Bianca sucked her teeth thrice, “Bad news. They are from the White Star gang, the fourth largest gang in the country. Their leader, Duncan was just released from prison a few months ago after he raped his wife's mother.”

' I hurriedly said to Ash through knew-link, hoping that he would hear it, but even if he knewn't clearly hear it, I know that Ash would come to find me. He's smart, he could easily feel that I had been dragged far away from him. Knowing that Ash would come, I sighed in relief. Now all I have to do is to defend myself from these five horny gangsters who had already taken off their pants. "Wait, I'll fuck her first," said the person who had a tattoo all over him. The two gangsters frowned and disagreed. "No, we also can't wait." One of them suggested. "Why not let us all do it and take turns? Let's not fight over such insignificant matters. Anyway, we will fuck her in the end."

He showed his dirty, crooked teeth and I grimaced. I cracked my wrist, “I will have fun for sure. It would be nice to break your bones.” I grinned and the guy raised a brow, confused at my audacity. It wasn’t surprising since he was the gang leader of this suburb, leading a bunch of wolves who haven’t even grown proper canines. They called themselves powerful because they preyed on humans. Smuggling, illegal activities, gang rape…the list went on and on. It made me quite furious when I saw the report. Basically, in the Underworld, criminals were sent after they were dead. But I thought it was pointless if they had to realize what they did wrong after they died.

Grayson frowned. Trent was a gangster who dealt in some pretty messed up businesses. He had a ton of gangsters under him who were willing to do anything. They had all given up on life. They were willing to do anything because they no longer cared, which meant that they were extremely ruthless. A lot of Maltford's elite weren't afraid of them, but they were too lazy to start anything. After all, getting on the wrong side of a criminal was much worse than getting on the wrong side of a gentleman.

seated altogether were 9 men ,all in the same black outfit, some young,some middle aged ,and some a bit around their 60's . They were all called Russian most dangerous group of Mafia's , cunning, evil , merciless and cold . A loud footsteps echoed in the passageway and at every sound it made it carried anger and Curiosity along with it . And finally the big door opened up fully revealing a man in his late 60's with a black long hat , and dark glasses on . He had a cigarette buried in his lips ,and smoked aggressively as he walked in . Two hefty men stood behind him all dressed in black outfits looking extremely smart and ready for action at any moment.

CHAPTER 35 •BELLA’S POV• The axe tattoo above on the neck. If I and Matteo’s guess wasn’t wrong then we definitely have a lead on who our attacker may be. Or rather,where they’re from. THE DEVILS GATE! They were a well known cult gang who tried to disguise themselves as Mafias to infiltrate the mafia world and get high end informations on strong Mafia households. They worked with a particular set of bandits; THE ENZO’s.

Gavin pointed at the gangsters and said excitedly. Billy nodded and glanced at the gangsters. “Don’t just stand there. Didn’t you hear what I said?” The gangsters were not the type to take orders from just anybody. They would not get down on their knees to be assaulted. Sure, they were hesitant to get physical with Billy since he came from power. However, the insulting situation was more than they could take. “Fuck! Screw him!” The gangsters balled their fists and charged toward Billy. Billy sneered, “Trash.”

Finally, Calista was able to order the food that she had been putting off because she was waiting for her niece to come. “You know about Sicilian gangsters.?” Calista whispered very carefully to Becky. " I know." Short answer. " What? How do you know? I just don't know anything about it." “They are a group of gangsters who are quite famous in Paris. It's no wonder you don't know them, you're a newcomer here.” "Are they really that dangerous?" “Of course, anyone dealing with them will end tragically. Even the police give up when they have to deal with them, basically the law doesn't apply to those gangsters.”

Janus asked again, “What's the background of this new gang?” Angus replied, “The new gang is called Burning Angel. They're mostly African-Americans and some Latinos from Brooklyn and downtown. It's said that Italians are backing them. Now that the Italians are gradually stepping back and avoiding direct conflict, they don't want to give up this profit, so they're supporting a group of ruthless African-Americans to form this gang…” Janus asked, “Did they beat you up? Is that how you got those injuries on your face?” Angus said with frustration, “Yes. They came to collect protection money, and when I couldn't pay, they beat me up. They gave me a deadline of until tonight. If I can't give them

"Do you know the names of the gangs?" "No. I never learned them." He smacked his palm to his forehead and sighed. "Sunny?" "Yes, boss?" She sat up straight. "Wanna tell her the names?" "Sure." She nodded. "Snakes and Lions." "Thank you. Now Laura, can you guess which one we are?" "Wait you're all in a gang?" I blurted. All eyes fell on me. Then everyone started giggling, except Bran whose eyes were dead serious and pleading for me to get this right.