Scorpion Gang の小説・ストーリー

"But, we'll need Mrs Martin " "Don't worry about Blessing,I'll handle her." He fixed his jacket and stormed out… Michelle heaved and threw her head back on her chair. She liked working for the two Gangsters even in her next life she'd do anything for them. That's why she'd try anything to find the antidote for her boss. People said Gangsters are cruel and ruthless, but these two are far from that unless it's needed. ~~~

"Why are you here? Were you following me?" I didn't answer him as I turned my attention to the remaining two. Leo was still holding his nose, and the third guy was staring at me with a mix of confusion and mounting fear. "Who the fuck are you?" the third guy barked, trying to puff out his chest. "Mind your business Goldie locks! This twink is ours. You don't want to get involved with the Serpent Gang." I took a slow, deliberate step forward, my eyes scanning the faded snake tattoos crawling up their necks. The Serpent Gang. A pathetic collection of car thieves and low-level muscle who thought they were kings because they owned three blocks of a slum.

"She's been screaming for you. The warden says she's on the verge of a breakdown." I stood up and straightened my clothes. "Let's go. It's time to put the past to rest." The Elders' underground prison was a grim, terrifying place. The silver-barred cells glowed with a cold light, designed specifically for high-risk criminals. "Clark! Clark!" Layla's voice echoed from the deepest cell. I walked up to her cage. The once-beautiful Layla was now a disheveled wreck, her hair matted and her eyes wild. Silver manacles, which burn werewolf skin, were clamped on her wrists and ankles, the flesh beneath them raw and bloody.

He did not want to risk disposing off a body when there were event planners decorating the house interiors for the party later that evening. “Who was responsible for this?” He further inquired from Lucas. “The bloods.” This African American gang had been their major rival for years in the city. Despite both sides taking heavy casualties during several clash, none of them were ready to opt out of the drug market in Atlanta. “Boss. We have to answer them in the same manner.” Marco said while heaving like a bull. While Luis appreciated having this huge beast of a man on his side, he knew that the man lacked brains over the brawls he had.

Left with no other choice, she entered her car and was about to drive off when she saw someone she never expected to see making her halt. Right before her was scorpion, an assassin of the cult, and she didn't need any suthlayer to explain what was going on to her. Members of the cult had appeared in America and had obviously done things to have the cops on their trail which had led to the clash. From her car, she could see the fight going on and realized it wasn't the mafia's as she had thought, but the cult against the cops. Scorpion was on the losing end. If her memories of scorpion haven't changed. She knew he wouldn't lose out. He will play one of his dirty tricks, and true to her word,

“Are you going to tell him?” A shaky breath left my lips. “I have to.” But the real question wasn’t whether I’d tell Luca. It was how. ----------- LUCA I hadn’t been home in days. Every lead I followed turned into a dead end, every name I tracked disappeared before I could get too close. The Scorpions weren’t just another gang—they were a ghost, an entity woven into the underbelly of the city, always a step ahead. And whoever was pulling the strings was playing a long game.

As Scarface's gaze fell upon him, a subordinate swiftly provided him with a mobile phone. Ember was filled with worry. She subtly gestured toward Caleb, silently urging him to call the police. Surveying their surroundings, Caleb noticed the vigilant guards watching them closely, his heart sinking with realization. The guards stood watchfully. They were armed and prepared to act at the slightest hint of trouble. Their situation was bad. While contacting his company's finance department, Caleb pondered the situation. He questioned why mere human traffickers would be armed, a thought that perplexed him.

That bastard thought he would get away easily after giving me her but I didn’t have to deal with him as the Scorpions did that. Scorpions were the emerging mafia gang in the middle east and the thing that made them famous and most feared ones were that they didn’t have any rules. They were lethal while we had ones that were coming down since my grandfather. It was in the legacy that I couldn’t disobey besides I liked rules. These were the rules that I could bend in any way that pleased me.

Sometimes we love the ones that don't deserve our love at all. The Nepharious Gangster's Lethal Love - the painful saga of love and hurt.