Luigi Gangster Novels & Stories

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.”

Now he was back for revenge! Matteo’s face paled, realizing that the threat hadn’t gone at all. It was now heightened with Luigi hell-bent on seeking revenge on him for betraying him. After losing his gang, and his work, Luigi had nothing else to lose. The men entered the mall, and he had to seek new hiding places. He felt for his mobile phone to call Derek Walsh and inform him about Luigi’s existence. If anyone could help him now, it was Walsh. He could contact the US Marshals team here in Pennsylvania to protect them.

And to worsen the situation, his bodyguards stood like statues, blocking the exits. Hannah, who had been chatting with someone at the bar, finally noticed what was happening. Her face went pale as she hurried over. "Scarlett?" she asked, her voice shaky. Then she looked at Liam, and her eyes widened in recognition. "Wait, you’re…" Her voice trailed off, and I saw the fear flash across her face. She knew him. Everyone seemed to know him. Liam DeLuca, the godfather of some gang, Europe’s biggest mafia—at least that was what Hannah had told me earlier today in class.

Luca Martinelli was the fucking boogeyman. "Bloody smart idiot," I grumbled under my breath as I gave up looking for any information on him. From what I saw on Antonio's search, he was the Don of the Martinelli familia. The biggest crime family of the Italian, Russian, and Mexican mafias. I didn't want to admit but I was impressed. Luca covered his tracks well, making it seem like the Martinelli familia fell after Antonio's sudden disappearance. I sighed, having seen enough, and closed all tabs, removing everything from the search history too.

he muttered. “Who is this guy?” I asked Giulio. “I'm… I'm not sure… I think he works for one of the bosses here in New York.” Giulio trembled, his eyes fixed on the gun, on my finger placed firmly on the trigger. I had to admit that pulling it was quite tempting. “What does he look like?” Lanzo questioned. Giulio sucked in a shaky breath. “Large. Black hair, buzz-cut… ‘Il Nostro Sangue’ tattooed across his neck.”

In our world, each gang was referred to as a family. I acted like I didn't hear what he said and asked for his tax but he sent for someone to clear his table then he walked up to me. He stood closely to me and stared at me in the eye with an unsmiling face. "I'm not giving anything to you Luciano so you better leave," He ordered and was about turning away when I grabbed him by the neck placed the dagger I had brought out from my pants on his neck. "If you don't want to die together with your family then do what you're supposed to do," I said through my teeth.

Whoever had hurt me, whoever Luhan was keeping away, they weren’t done. A quiet pulse of panic stirred beneath my chest, but I forced myself to breathe, to focus. “Who are they? The Triad?” Dante hesitated. I could see it in the way his fingers flexed, in the way his gaze flickered. “Dante, who was the guy earlier?” This time, I changed the question. He sighed, “Wang Jinxing's half brother… Luhan’s uncle… and the second in command of the Triad organization." He held my hand, tightly. "Wang Igor from Russian syndicate." F*ck… I summoned the second powerful leader of the crime syndicate.

“A drug gang.” Her jaw clenched. “You run a drug gang?” I nodded once. “Yes.” A beat of silence. Then— “You run a fucking drug gang??” Her voice rose, and I swore Ivy twitched in her crib. “Kelly…” She threw her hands up. “Oh, so you’re not just some CEO, or a businessman, or a mysterious man who works late nights, you’re a whole drug lord??” I dragged a hand down my face. “Not lord. That’s dramatic.”

He is so close to Pericle that it seems to me he is not giving his Underboss any attention. “What is his name?” I asked him. Since we are only having two guests and I already met the other, it would be no brainer for me to differentiate the two. I just have to know his name so I could act like I’m the perfect wife who know everything that is under my husband’s nose. “Luigi Ungaro,” Pietro replied. The name does sound familiar, but I couldn’t remember what his face looked like. “Sir, the visitors had arrived,” One of the maids entered our dining area, stealing our attention.

Fred taunted Bowie, he knew how long he had been in a batter with his brother ( Bowie ). Fred, Bruce, and Bowie we're all brothers, and siblings from the same mother and father. While Bruce was the eldest, Fred was the last child. He was different from the rest of his family, while his brothers took his mother's facials he took his father's. He also decided to dive into a different career from the one his family was into, yes Bruce and Bowie were Mafia lords. gods of the underworld, they were both known as demons hiding within humans, they killed and murdered with reserve.