Luigi Gangster の小説・ストーリー

"Go on," Luigi continued, his gaze unwavering. "We've traced the source of these attempts to a rival conglomerate, one vying for dominance in our industry for years. I'd be a fool not to realize all this has happened after severing ties with the Mafia. " Squinting up at the sky, he continued, "I want it back. " Rune waited, deciding not to waste his time trying to read her body language; in situations like this, she was a wall.

"It's a promise. I'll do whatever it takes to protect our family from the likes of you." Before Luigi could respond, the door burst open and several armed men stormed into the room. Antonio recognized them as members of the Vincenzo crime family, their faces twisted into sneers of triumph. "Well, well, well," one of them said, his voice dripping with malice. "Looks like we caught ourselves a little rat." Antonio's grip tightened on his gun as he faced off against the intruders. He knew he was outnumbered, but he refused to back down. He would fight to the bitter end to protect his family's legacy.

The grandfather signalled him to go back, he knew Andretti would do nothing. " Do you boys know who I spoke to last night?", the godfather asked. "Enough with the suspense papo!", Andretti had had enough. "Luca", the godfather answered. The room turned silent, Luca is the Capo of the serpents Mafia gang, he and his grandfather were the original founders of the Mafia gangs in Sicily, they have been rivals for a long time. Luca and his grandfather had never seen eye to eye, for his grandfather to have a sit down conversation with Luca something was really wrong.

In Italy, everyone was familiar with the name, Stefano De Luca, Luca Alvarez, and Milo Montez, the three Death brothers. Milo smoothed his white dress, finally discarding the feminine voice he'd been using, twirling his knife, he grinned at Gambino. " You wanted attention on your dick, didn't you? Why don't I give you all the attention you need, starting with these disgusting lips" Milo struck the knife into Gambino's lips, slicing them in half, Gambino let out a painful shriek as blood splurted all over. " I told you he'd destroy this fucker's lips" Luca's eyes shone with excitement at the sight of the blood, picking up his golden lighter, he stalked towards Gambino

Bianca sucked her teeth thrice, “Bad news. They are from the White Star gang, the fourth largest gang in the country. Their leader, Duncan was just released from prison a few months ago after he raped his wife's mother.” I bit my lower lip, “Does Leonardo have some kind of beef with them?” “Hell no,” she chuckled lightly, “They are one of his dogs who help him with his money laundering and drug trafficking businesses.” When she noticed my silence, tension instantly seeped into the atmosphere as she questioned me, “Alessandra, what the hell did you do this time?” “Nothing,” I sat down on the bed, squeezing my eyes as I struggled to recollect my emotions. After a few seconds, I confessed, “One

“That I also know, but one thing you need to know about me, Miss Gio is that I make the roads I drive on and I know that people need a little push to give you exactly what you want.” Zaverio snapped his fingers and two men dragged an unconscious Luigi into the room and dumped him in front of me. Zaverio placed a gun to his temple and ordered one of his men to wake him up. I looked away when one of his fingers was snapped backwards, he screamed and jerked awake but was held down. His wide eyes caught mine and I felt my control slip. Luigi was a great man who had been my sister’s rock for years, if anything happened to him, I wouldn’t be able to live with myself.

Romano's hand flew up to her mouth. "Oh my, w-what is that?" Antonio abruptly stood up and stomped one foot onto the chair. "That's a mark of the mafia. A friend of mine who used to be in the mafia told me only members who've spilled blood earn a scar like that." Spittle flying, he pointed at my nose and cursed, "Enzo Moretti, you'd better come clean—have you done time before? Did you get that scar in a mob fight?" I frowned and pulled my sleeve down to cover the scar.

The way she said my name nearly unraveled me. The sound of my phone ringing suddenly interrupted us. I closed my eyes briefly in irritation. Aria laughed softly against my mouth before standing to use the bathroom. “This better be important,” I said coldly. “One of our men traced the tattoo,” he said immediately. “It belonged to an old Italian mafia faction,” he continued. “That’s why you recognized it.” A pause. “Who ran it?” My jaw tightened. “The Old Don’s brother, Luigi.” “That’s impossible, he’s dead.” A cold feeling settled in my chest

Mafia Luca is the second most dangerous mafia in the city. He's well-known for various crimes such as murder, manslaughter, and sexual assault. Unlike William, he's more terrifying and shows no mercy. He has a strong aversion to forgiving people. Luca is a covetous individual who has a profound fondness for women. He frequently dons a black suit and is perpetually accompanied by a minimum of eight strong bodyguards. He is a womanizer and frequently engages in relationships with college girls. His extravagant spending on women knows no bounds; he is willing to purchase anything for them.

Knowing the kind of boss he has. Gustavo chuckled and lit up the cigar lodged in his mouth, he took a long drag. "Who was it?" Luciano asked pouring another shot into his glass tumbler. He blew out the smoke. "Some of our workers, who were working with some group of Irish soldeirs. Who paid them to steal our drugs, and inturn they'd sell them and make their own money" he took another drag. Luciano took a shot and when he gripped the bottle and peered his eyes at it, it was empty. He sighed and shifted it aside. "What are you going to do to the workers?"