Luigi Gangster Novels & Stories

I want to punish her for keeping secrets, but she's not here. This man will pay the price for her. My frustrations will be vented out on him. He lifts his head slowly until he can look me in the eye. His battered face is swollen, and his skin is bruised from the beating Rurik gave him earlier. Luigi Bianchi is a made man in the Lanzarre Mafia, and Anton caught him snooping in one of our warehouses. When Rurik and I showed up, Anton's large bulk had the man already pinned facedown to the ground.

Christianized negritos who lived in Manila were not allowed to enter Intramuros and lived in areas designated for indios. A person of mixed Negrito and Austronesian ancestry were classified based on patrilineal descent; the father's ancestry determined a child's legal classification. If the father was 'negrito' and the mother was 'India' (Austronesian), the child was classified as 'negrito'. If the father was 'indio' and the mother was 'negrita', the child was classified as 'indio'. Persons of Negrito descent were viewed as being outside the social order as they usually lived in tribes outside the colony and resisted conversion to Christianity.

Livia was frightened, she moved on the chair and looked at the sleeping mobster. Livia was still reading when she noticed the sound of the knocks on the door of the clinic. Frightened, she kept her ears open to what was happening outside. She looked at Enrico and saw that the gangster slept soundly. Livia was thinking of waking him up, maybe it was some rival gang member trying to attack him. She stood up, her heart was fluttering in her chest, the sound of the knocks on the door was louder.

“Oops, my bad. As much as it hurts my eyes to look at your weird face, I guess you probably don’t have a bitch. You’re definitely taking it up the ass. Nothing’s wrong with that, but it seems like you’ve been getting too much dick. That’s why you’ve been shitting with your mouth. Maybe that hole needs a rest. You didn’t want to fuck me, you wanted me to fuck you, isn’t that right, princess pussy?” People in the restaurant were shocked. Martin, a notorious gangster, was feared by most people. However, it was clear that Lily had no respect for him. Martin took his hand away from his mouth, which was nursing a wound, and reached behind his back to draw his gun. He pointed it at Alessandro. A wa

“I didn’t know the plan would work. I was just following my instincts.” He paused and then continued, “Initially, I planned the party to announce my new deal, but when I found out De Marco might be plotting something, I saw an opportunity.” I sighed and looked away. He turned to face me fully. “The men from the other gangs, they admire your wit... your boldness. I do too.” He gave a small smile. “You know, Luigi Di Marco has a brother. Lives in another part of Spain. Big cartel boss. The only real one over there.”

His obsidian eyes seemed to miss nothing, and his dark hair fell in artful disarray. Luca was known as the "Whisper." He was a master of stealth and subterfuge, able to move in and out of the shadows without a trace. His quiet demeanor and deadly precision had earned him the nickname. He was the clandestine operative for the Bianchi Shadows, a secretive and mysterious gang known for their covert operations and manipulation of information.

Alexander I stopped the car when Jay, Charlie, and James surrounded it. They really wanna die. I came out of the car. "Who's she?" Charlie asked me. He is the leader of their so-called gang. "Does that matter to you?" I was not in the mood for any fight. "Oh? She's another slut of you I guess" That was it. I took out my gun and shot him in his chest. They were terrified. They thought I'd not carry a gun to school. They are really stupid.

Eunice “The leader of Glyph has been trying to contact me,” Mitch said as we all huddled in the headquarters. The three of us waited and listened to what our leader was about to say but I guess all of us knew what Mitch was going to say. “They want a collaboration.” Glyph is the second most powerful male gang. Next to Ventrex. I heard that Glyph lost five consecutive fights with Ventrex. As a matter of fact, no gang has ever won against Ventrex.

I said with a smile. "You are the only one," he said, looking at me. "I don't understand?" I said, surprised, looking at how stiff his face looked. "Luigi, what are you doing?" I said, unable to say another word. "Working for the real leader of the Italian Mafia, since Lorenzo noticed you, everything went to hell, he's not the same ruthless and cruel, you have changed him, and a Don can't be like that, his power is over, and it's time for a change, a new Don and Mancini is the best option."

"Boss, our recent gun shipment got sabotaged." "What?" I yelled, enraged. "Who was stupid enough to do something like that?" "I've already put my men on it, and we managed to catch one of the men who was responsible." Giovanni said. "He's a member of the Blood Crust gang." "Blood Crust?" I replied, confused. The Blood Crust gang was one of the biggest gangs in South LA. Why would they do something so reckless? Were they trying to trigger a war, or were they just trying to piss me off?