Luigi Gangster Novels & Stories

He smiled warmly at Giovanni as he walked up to him, shaking his hands firmly. “Welcome,” he stated, not apologizing for his lateness. He was dressed in a long black coat that stopped at his knee, covering a black shirt. He was a bit advanced in age and looked to be in his late fifties. He was one of the most feared men in the Italian underworld. He had a lot of power, a lot of information too, and he was very brutal when striking. His name was Luigi De Pinto. “Follow me” he ordered Giovanni shortly as he walked to a door. He pressed his fingerprint on the sensor beside the door and it beeped, opening up for him. They both walked in and he walked over to his seat while Giovanni remained stan

I know we all want to know what happened next on Lidia and Bruno’s part but why don’t you grab a box of popcorn and let journey together into the mafia world part. Thank you for reading, you all mean a lot to me. And let me quickly remind us of their names again: Bruno the ice king Lorenzo the tall man Matador the blacksmith Alarico the balancer accountant Gennado the old wolf Salvatore the ghost money laundering Gravino the cleaner

he said looking at Lotus and she slowly nodded her head. "Which man and who is we?" "She doesn't even recognize you as her man!" He chuckled looking at me, she's just acting up because I didn't penetrate her all the way, she does recognize me as her man. "Your man being Lorenzo si, and we being tutte le attre bande," [...being all the other gangs.] "Trutu- okay just carry on talking to Ant, I don't understand you," he laughed amused by her trying to repeat after him.

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.

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.

The newcomer was the most powerful gangster in Brownsville, Drake Hughes. He was big and tall, bearing a striking resemblance to a comedy character from an old movie. As a result, he had the nickname Big Silly Hughes when he first started out. However, as he continued to rise up the ranks, no one dared to mention that insulting nickname again.

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.”