Second Life Of A Gangster Novels & Stories

He is now more friendly and gentle that it is easy holding a conversation with him even though I’m not a type of person to be able to hold a conversation with a stranger. “By the way, how do you know that I am not from this world?” He asked while still sniffling as he placed the handkerchief on his nose. “Well, Izana told me that your soul is different from the original one so it was strange.” I explained and sat beside him. “I see...” Seeing his face brightened up a bit, maybe he felt anxious before. “So thats why, you don’t have to apologize to me for crimes that you had never done before, okay?” I smiled.

he was back to being Chadwick my tormentor but then something far darker, I felt it. "I am in the Mafia! I am the Mafia!" he roared, his eyes dark and wild. "I murder people! I make them disappear! I run illicit businesses! That's the life you signed up for! I am not a campus boy who would go on a casual concert with you, do you understand?!"

This bastard seemed really determined to blow her head off if she kept screaming and resisting. Yes, what kind of dream did Bella have last night that she had to experience a kidnapping like this? It was clear to her that these people were members of a gang. Marco Vilante, as Darrel suspected, was a dangerous mafia leader. Bella never thought she would have to deal with these dangerous people. It was all because of that damn accident that led to her being kidnapped like this.

If the crime rate had been high, there was no way new businesses would be willing to invest into the project. I started digging into my purse to try to find my cell phone. My hands were shaking so bad, I almost dropped it on the ground. I called 911 and told the dispatcher as much information as I could. Thankfully it didn’t take too long for the officer to arrive on scene. The officer, was Daniel Riffer. We had gone to school together. I would have never thought he would go into law enforcement. I think he spent more time in the principal’s officer than he was in class.

I believe Yuri can do something like that. To think I was afraid of this Shadow only to find my long-lost brother. “How did he get you?” I sighed then took a seat, the guys knocked telling me the clean-up crew was outside, I let them in then poured us drinks. “I stole from him.” He chuckles. “You the guy that stole his money and contracts? Damn brother, I turned the gang world upside down these days looking for the damn briefcase.” I chuckled. “Well, I was tired of being homeless and when the opportunity presented itself, I took it. I just wanted to feel what it was like to live the good life before I die, what it was like to be respected and seen. I mean no one sees the people who are homel

I did not know whose blood it was, only that it came from the raid he led on the Blue Note gang earlier that night. I had screamed in fear at that demonic version of him in my past life. I cried and cursed him as a monster. In return, he broke my leg himself and locked me in a basement, forcing me to fight vicious dogs for food. I looked straight into his eyes that were menacingly red. I did not pull away in this life. Instead, I pushed my chin closer to the gun. I sneered and slid my soft fingers into his shirt. "It hurts, Cesare," I said.

“Maybe if you are gentle and drop the facade of being a fucking gentleman then she would want to know you instead of this back and forth you go with your character daily.” “Sometimes, I do not even recognize you” I declared, immediately regretting my words. “I see” Luca muttered. “She wants me to be a gangster. You both do” “What are you talking about?” I sighed. “That is what you are, father. A fucking gangster who risks his life daily, traffics ammunition for the mafia and wash their money through legitimate businesses. You have had your life put on the line severally and honestly, if we fucking sit and think about it for one serious minute… you are the reason my parents are dead”

Sophia ➡ But if I tell you, I may get killed. Johnson ➡ Look, people are dying because of this, if we don't do something about this people will die, besides this gang is not to be trusted, do you know I was knocked down a fees weeks ago by T-gun? You and I are likes pawns to these gang, and eventually when they have everything they want, they'll kill us all, and no one can save you but I can, I promise you that when everything is over, you'll be safe and richer. .

We waited for some time before she finally sit up on the bed, we know she wanted to hear what we have to say "Sweetheart I was an orphan, all my childhood was spent living in the street, I was beat by the rain most of the season and sun destroyed my skin every season, I sleep wherever I find shelter, you can call me a beggar that's the best thing to qualify me with, and when I turn teenager I joined a gang we deliver drugs to make money back then it was a dangerous business but at least I was feeding well and had a shelter over my head not until one day one something went wrong, our leader was shot dead and the gang scattered, I once again returned to the street. I kept doing illegal busines

As the days go on, life gets worse, as this happens my days blend more and more into each other but stay long and boring, the gang has grown more and more absent in the house, they've grown distant and cold to one another, and they have started to become aggressive and easily agitated in their work and at home. People won't stop until they get what they want, especially gangs, I'm a retired assassin who was paid and groomed into murdering people, but they're are more assassins being created In the world every day, since Mantian is still up and running they have been developing new ways to get away with murder, so why would they want me? It all doesn't make sense. The war against the Hunters