I Always Wanted To Be A Gangster Mga Nobela at Kwento

Sometimes we love the ones that don't deserve our love at all. The Nepharious Gangster's Lethal Love - the painful saga of love and hurt.

“I really mean it.” She nods and takes the time to look me up and down. “You are young. Pretty. Smart. You still have a chance to walk away. Are you sure this is the life you want for yourself?” It wasn’t. I never imagined ending up here. In this place. Fake engaged to a gangster. And not just any gangster, the boss of the gangsters. But it is what I want. I don’t exactly know when I made that decision, but it happened.

Ben looked at me, fingers brushing the bruise on my chest. “You okay?” I didn’t answer right away. “Ever wish you were in control of everything?” I asked, eyes on the ceiling. He chuckled. “You already are.” I scoffed. “Not like this. I mean real control. Power. Respect. Like Antonioni.” “You want your own gang.” I nodded slowly. “I did. A long time ago. Before Elena. I had it all mapped out. I was going to build a family. A code. Not like the rest of the clowns out there. I wanted structure. Loyalty.”

He'd been in the mafia years ago, and the gold chain around his neck was as thick as a finger. Bianca thought she'd finally made it. Her Instagram was nothing but staged shots. One day she was showing off a Gucci bag, the next a BMW steering wheel, always with the caption "blessed". She was desperate to prove she'd made the right choice, hoping to reclaim her pathetic sense of superiority. Unfortunately, she'd just traded one hell for another.

Shayan's jaw was clenched tightly, his face a mask of cold determination. Though his expression remained blank, internally, he was like a volcano ready to erupt. The sight of the guns in the goons' hands didn't intimidate him; after all, he led a powerful gang himself.

“I didn't have money, shelter, or food. Everything cost more than I had. So I did what I had to do. I joined gangs. Yeah, the small ones at first… running errands, carrying things, and watching doors. They let me do these things because I was pretty and strong for a woman.” Thomas suddenly spat to the side, barely missing the leg of the table. “Gangsta?” he barked. “You?” He looked me up and down dramatically. “You don’t look like it.” Mama Li made a small sound. I laughed. I just couldn’t help it. “I know,” I said. “Everyone says that.” Thomas shook his head. “No tattoo. No scar. No angry face.” “That’s because,” I said, still smiling, “I met a man on my eighteenth birthday.”

"Yes Jam, You're the one on my list who insulted Amira that I will repay." "WEH ?! You're scary to me! I've been kind to him too!" Jam said. "Yes I know that. You did the right thing Jam. I'm glad I met you, Amira's luck because she had friends like you." He said, "How was your life then?" Charlotte suddenly interjects. The two looked at each other and Ely laughed. "How! Tell me! You owe us a lot of stories!" Charlotte added again. "Dear Gangster .." It started and Charlotte and Jam laughed. "I'm the son of a Gangster, Gun man. Murder, all crimes committed by Papa. But he committed a crime against his heart. To rape my mother Arra, I lived in hardship. Unlike Amira who saw a luxurious life.

The policeman asked, “Just let us know what you want. If you have any difficulties, the police will definitely help you. Don’t go down this road.” Anna also said in horror, “Do you want money? I can give it to you. As long as you let me go, I will give you any amount of money you wish for.” “Bah, I don’t want money! I want a wife!” These words made her bewildered. ‘What is he saying?’ The police were also perplexed, “What did you say?” The gangster said, “You all think that I am poor and ugly. There is not even a woman who would look up to me. I am almost forty now and I have never had a relationship with a woman before. Do you know how much suffering I have been through?”

Alex "I don't want you to have a gun" she demanded and I fell silent. How can I not have a gun? I am the leader of my gang. It's my responsibility to keep my people safe. How's that possible without a gun? "I'll not force you, you know?" she said and I looked at her. She was close to me right now. "But if you really choose your gun, don't force me either" I didn't reply. I couldn't. It was such a difficult choice for me.