Her Gangster Life Novels & Stories

I still remember the look on his face when he saw I was part of Scarface. Warren doesn't have much of a story, he's just a 19-year-old bad boy who wanted lots of cash which drove him into crime. His parents became tired of his lifestyle, so, they chased him out of the house several times. The last time they did he never returned home, he came across Tyron who introduced him to Alonso and was initiated into the gang. Now, he's basking in cash.

My mom is going to be so proud of me for landing a rich man, that's all she ever wanted for me, "But... it's..." "Is it dirty money?" I ask, Justin looks at me as if he can't believe I said that, "Hey, don't be scared. I'm your mate, I'll keep my mouth hush-hush forever and ever. What is it, drugs? Underground wolf fights? Thievery? Mafia? Gang stuff? I bet that's why those guys showed up. They're your gang? What's the name of the gang? My brother got caught in a gang once, but he got kicked out. Maybe it was yours. Justin, why do you look like that? Is it worse than gang stuff? Oh, shit. Are you a killer? You can trust me, just say it!"

It made her feel a bit annoyed. The bus stopped. Mina thought the guy would get off but not. He was just looking outside the window. Another bus stop but he remained sitting. Third bus stop. The guy suddenly rose up. 'Oh! He's getting off here.' Mina looked outside the window to see the place. It's Gangsil, a rich district in Hannan. A lot of business centers and establishments were here. Gangsil was also known for its Sunn Tower, a high-rise residence of famous celebrities, influential government officials and wealthy businessmen.

… When the police rescued me back then, I was huddled in the corner of the pigsty. They had investigated the case for a long time, finally finding a lead that led them to the traffickers. They rounded up all the criminals and saved all the women and children who had been sold to the village. When Lex and Gina first bought me, they hadn't abused me that severely because they were hoping that I'd eventually take care of them in their old age. But when they had another son, their cruelty intensified. I had to do the dirtiest and hardest work at home, yet I was only allowed to eat the pigs' leftovers.

It was Pascal. “Hey. You asked me to give you all I could on the Street Hawks.” Pascal said when Ash answered. “Yes. What do you have?” “Okay. The gang has at least twenty members, all male with the exception of their leader, Jocelyn Turner. People call her Jo.” Oh, so it was Jo, not Joe, Ash thought. Jocelyn wasn't a name a gangster would answer. “So, do you have anything on her?” “Yeah. She lost her father at an early age. He got murdered in their sitting room. No concrete evidence, but gangbangers were suspected.”

After that, he grabbed hold of Bea’s hand and he glared at Brandon, a final warning before he left the place wordlessly. Even though Brandon was usually a very ruthless man, being in the contempt of Gerald made him so timid that he dared not even breathe too loudly around him. For one, he was shocked by how brutal Gerald was when he beat up his men. Also, Gerald seemed to have completely disregarded Jeremy as they spoke. This made Brandon feel as though Gerald was not a mere simpleton. After all, how did these gangsters make their living? Was their income based on their territory? Obviously not! To put it bluntly, gangsters must’ve been relying on their connections to make a living!

“Anyway, you know personally that it’s standard policy that business owners and anyone running anything pays a protection fee to the gang who runs their streets. My parents did it for a while, a couple of years, but when the gang lost control of their thugs, said thugs started trying to get more from my parents and tons of others. My parents said no, eventually, and they got killed for it.” Gianna gripped the edge of the table with a white fingered grip. “I’m so sorry.” “The gang didn’t even know about it,” Dante continued. “They didn’t order it; those thugs were just doing whatever they wanted by that point. And just after that, the gang split. And then there was a power vacuum, which made

As if he knows what I'm thinking, he brushes my hands in an effort to keep me calm. "I'll explain everything to you, I'm his closest friend, we are this online, we met online and we enhance our friendship online, he tells me everything about himself and his deed especially as it concerns our gang life," he pauses and looks up to me to see my reaction at having said the gang life. "Continue," I shrug my shoulders, twitching my lips. "It's no big deal." I'd already known he's a gangster, so there's no need to be surprised.

The birds sang a morning lullaby, and the cool wind caressed my hair, making me shiver. “I just didn’t want to scare you, pipsqueak,” he said. “Nonno and Vicente are so much alike. All that matters to them is the business, the money. The innocent don’t matter to them.” “What do you mean?” “Well, when dad took over, he shut down the drugs and human trafficking in the mafia and invested in legal businesses instead. As of now, our gun smuggling business is also being tuned down. We’re only keeping it, so we don’t make enemies of our trade partners if we cut off the gun supplies in the market.”

"You shouldn't have seen that. But then you have to, I want to tell you I didn't kill him without a offense. He's been going around hurting little children, killing and abusing his family. He's a bad guy" I swallowed and used the bed spreadsheet to cover my self still not able to look at him. "It wasn't me that changed your clothes, it wasn't me" He said, just as if he was reading my mind. "You've everyone for everything" I muttered. "It's.... It's one of the advantage of being a boss. A Gangstar boss and an CEO" he said plainly. My heart almost stopped beating for a while. He is a Gangstar? And the boss!? How the hell didn't I find out earlier?. That means, a Gangstar bought me, and a Gangs