Novel & Cerita Luigi Gangster

And they have already begun to censor the surroundings. Zach went first and pretended to have someone to talk to inside, only now there was a guard at the entrance of the Battle Underground. "I just have someone to talk to inside," Zach said calmly to the four guards, gangsters as well. The two looked at him with a doubtful look. "Who are you going to talk to, Dos?" Zach's name is Dos in Gangsters World. "I'll just talk to Uno," The four gangsters looked at each other as if something was planned, and he didn't make a mistake when they suddenly released katanas.

They walked hand in hand approaching his friends, Elizabeth took a glass of champagne from the waiter passing by, she gulped it down . Leo smirked at her " You can't handle the crowd?", He teased. "Leo, not now please, I am not in the mood", she protested. " Do you want me to put you in the mood", he quirked his brow at her. "Fuck you Leo", "You are welcome buttercup", he winked. "Ciao ( hello)", one of his associates approached them. " Ciao(hello) Mr Carson", Leo reply curtly. Carson is an Italian mobster that one needs to be vary of. He can go to any length to get what he wants. He is one of the most powerful mobster so Leo needs to be on his good sides.

I hadn’t been brave enough to ask, not wanting to draw attention to my curiosity. I set down my wine glass and reached for my laptop. I powered it up and began searching for information on Roman Lysander. The top search results were filled with accolades and flattering phrases: donations, essays about his upbringing, and his rise to becoming a multibillionaire. Everything seemed polished and typical. But the aura of danger I had sensed around him pushed me to dig deeper. I found articles suggesting his possible connections to organized crime—references to a group known as "The Family," a term associated with the Italian mafia.

Carl came forward and said, "Who are you, and what do you mean the gang leaders aren't here?" the stranger said "I'm Lloyd, who's in charge of the gang's business," said the strange man. "Currently, the real leaders of the gang have disappeared for a long time... It's because of the three brothers," .

I don't get it, how do people even manage to get themselves in these unnatural sitting positions. "And,he does." Shawn confirmed. "If I am not wrong he is the same man who tried to sell us to FBI?" Logan inquired and Shawn nodded, confirming it. Luca Greco is a 23 year old man. He is the leader of a gang that goes by the name, Sangue rosso, it means red blood. He was working and growing fine until he developed an unhealthy obsession with diamonds. He spent all his money in black auctions for rare kinds of diamonds that took a toll on his gang, he was managing so well. His gang fell apart but the obsession with diamond is still the same. Luca Greco is a witty person with an impressive IQ that

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.

They start off stealing and then excalates to war, and that's why the Italians are here because they want to war. Right now, I am getting ready to go to our warehouse to meet the new recuits. Hopefully, they are better than the last set we had. Becoming a new member of the mafia is stressful, for both us and them. There is a series of tests to even be considered as a recuit. Mia and Diego were accompanying me. We were also going to meet Vincenzo's brother and sister (Valentino and Gabrielle). Mama wanted us to show them around the warehouse since they were going to be here for a while, and I thought they could be potential friends.

Liam. He’s sitting at a table near the window, legs stretched out, one arm draped over the back of his chair like he owns the place. Maybe he does. People know who he is. People fear him. And yet, he looks so... calm. Casual. Like he’s just another guy grabbing a morning coffee. Except he isn’t. He’s one of the most dangerous drug lords in the city. And I’m about to walk up to him and ask for help.

Saul couldn't hear him but he knew he had a lot of complaints against him. “Sir, this is the information about the gang who came to your restaurant a few days ago.” The man still had doubts about Lawrence. Thus he did not give Saul the complete information. “Don’t worry, that gray beard is harmless. Continue.” Saul eased him. Lawrence threw daggers at Saul in vexation but did the latter care? “Those men belong to Sherlock Hanes, the leader of the Italian Mafia, who has the name of being the most sacrilegious and perverted criminal on earth.”

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."