Lovely Gangster Novels & Stories

Jimmy shrugged his shoulders, "I feel lucky tonight." "truly ?!" Angelo smiled a serious smile.. "Is it because your brother isn't around right now, wandering around?!" "No, but because I gambled the money I won from him in a bet that will come shortly after the bitch finishes licking his dick!" Angelo smiled wide, Jimmy and his brother Ryan are among his close men since he found them several years ago on the doorsteps of his hotel, destitute who do not have a single dollar. His orders at once, or if they should come to him without delay, made them so faithful that they book themselves two high ranks in the Anglo Mafia family...

She looked at me for a second longer, like she was deciding whether I was up to it, then she turned and left. I changed into the spare black uniform in the staff room, pinned my hair back more carefully, and took the service elevator up. The VIP lounge was different from the restaurant downstairs. Everything here was more expensive, low lighting, leather seating, a bar. It smelled like expensive cologne and old money. There were three men already inside when I entered. Two of them were seated at the far end of the room, laughing about something. The third was standing near the window with his back to me, and his phone to his ear.

Loyalty is all the Boss wanted as he trusts them but Bowser tries the Boss’s patience and put him to the extent that he wants to take Bowser's life. As Basilisk flew back to Las Vegas, his mission is to kill Bowser. MADDISON IS HAVING FUN inside a club with her new set of friends. Two girls and five boys—they’re all models. She was making out with the red-haired guy with whom she forgot the name so as were the two girls she was with. The two men left were just watching them and after a while, a sudden idea popped inside Maddy's mind. “Girls, let’s rent a room upstairs,’ Maddy suggested and the two followed. They climb up first and went to their respective rooms as her, she was left with the

“ What? “ he said, being confused as he don’t know about anything what she was saying. “ Yes. Tell me what do you want? “ she asked him again angrily, looking towards him being impatient for getting his answer. “ You came here. You say “ he said looking towards her smiling at her cute angry face. “ Shut up “ she shouted angrily looking towards him and the people standing beside him Ashton gang members can’t control anymore so they were going to say something and Ashton understood by only seeing them so he stopped his gang members to say or do anything. “ I don’t know what you are saying? “ he said to her still looking towards her smiling “ Really? “ she said arrogantly with a smirk so that h

It's madness; it makes no sense to love so much, to love to the point of suffering as soon as your absence kicks in. And it's so good, loving beyond any existing limit. Breathing love in and out to your lungs' full capacity, loving unconditionally and without logic, without understanding or even seeking to understand, just loving. I don't love what you own, what represents you, I love you, your soul, your body, your mischievous laugh, your throaty and sensual voice, I love you, you with me. But I wish I were yours, truly yours, for I know that I never would be for as long as you are a this Mafia Boss.

A gangster, whose top was bare with his tattoos showing, whistled at her and teased her frivolously, “Hey, sweetie, get in and we’ll have a good time.” Rainbow ignored him and drew distance from the car. ‘Damn, she looks like a virgin! I’m in luck!’ The gangster’s narrowed eyes gleamed wickedly as he got out of the car. He strode to Rainbow and pervertedly said, “Come on, cutie, your time will be rewarded.” He swallowed and pulled out a stack of money. “One night with me, and this whole stack of money is yours.”

He must be one hell of an heir of a conglomerate to illuminate this much power by just standing without opening his mouth or doing anything at all. From his childish face, he is hiding behind a beard and glasses, wanting to look older. I can tell he is too young, even with the number of tattoos already penetrating each corner of his clothing. All black attire and half his face hidden behind a hoodie. Tattoos covering his whole body to his neck, leaving only his face with no ink visible, shouted the Mafia boss. It must be his side title to bully others. He surely is scary. He is into something dangerous. If not, then he sure as hell looks like a son of the cartel's boss.

"You know, I'm a kind person, but that's just for people who are kind too. And I think that you're not a good one, right? Because you're a gangster! LIKE THE GANGSTER WHO TOOK THE LIFE OF MY FATHER! AND I WILL NEVER EVER FORGIVE YOU ALL. I HATE GANGSTERS!" She... She hates gangsters…What should I do?

Out of necessity. § The plan came to me at the wedding. Smoke hung in the air, curling around cheap fairy lights and music too loud for anyone to hear their own doubts. The celebration was wild, messy—like most gang weddings. A hundred criminals trying to forget their sins for a night. Hunter stood beside me with a drink in hand, his jaw sharp, expression unreadable. But his eyes kept scanning for her. For Adriana. She stepped out from the crowd in a pale blue dress that clung to her curves and left her shoulders bare. His gaze locked onto her like gravity. My stomach twisted.

I guess my black hai ,black eyes and six pack body with height does makes me look like a mafia but it is okay. The one who will look good as a mafia will be Elijah because he has everything which needs to be in a mafia. Even though I don't know how mafias look like not that I have seen one but he will pass off as a great and scary mafia if he has a cold look on his face. His bron hair with with steel blue eyes and his sharp features are everything which makes him good looking but approachable. I check my phone to see if I have any calls or messages and their were none except form my elder brother who says that Mick was missing me.