Second Life Of A Gangster Novels & Stories

I lifted the glass of water in my hand and clinked it lightly against his. “Here’s to a successful partnership, Mr. Caspian.” Moonlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, stretching our shadows across the room. Each of us stood in our own corner, like two polite strangers sharing the same space. Outside, the city glowed brightly in the night. Only then did I truly feel that I had been given a second life. In this life, I only wanted one thing: to use the Falcone family’s resources to earn enough money to stand on my own and then walk away from all of this for good.

Dimitri When we get to Masuzyo’s pack, I can smell the metallic taste in the air, and I know why Sergi called me. ‘Are those explosives?’ I ask him in the mind link when I race up. The entire way here, my mind has been on the woman I left behind. Who is she? Is she really my second chance mate? I never expected another mate, never wanted another woman after Natasha. I made my peace with the Moon Goddess for taking her from me, dedicated my life to my son and my pack. I was okay with that, I’d had a short but fantastic life with my mate. I would take what I had been given and be grateful. But now…do I even want a second chance mate?

My usually confident demeanor cracking under the weight of her words. “I was a…mafia.I ran a criminal empire,dealing with illegal guns and stuff like that.I thought I could leave all the violence behind… become a new person. But that was a goddamn fool's dream. I should've known it would come back to bite me in the ass eventually.I was tired of the violence.I wanted something different…so I left the life behind and started a legitimate business instead.I just hoped it wouldn't be at Tiana’s expense.You don’t have to forgive me,just—stay alive long enough for me to get Tiana back then hate me all you want.” “So who’s that man? And what does he want?”

It must be awful living on the streets especially as a woman with lustful eyes all over your body. “Ah, hsss,” Ava hissed a little the moment Madeline applied pressure on her bruises with the ice pack. “I'll do it, thank you.” Ava took the ice pack and continued to dab the cloth on her bruises before she looked around. “You have a lovely apartment Madeline. It almost feels like a home.” And, Madeline recalled Kane again. With time she had learnt not to expect anything from Kane now nor in the future. She had chosen to take on the reins of her own life and decisions.

It had to be a clean job so he could successfully break out and leave the country. With the money he stood to gain, he was guaranteed of a life of wealth moving forward and that was all the conviction he needed. Knowing the situation of things in the gang, he knew if he didn't act quickly, he was going to be left with the littlest share of whatever that was delivered. Why share when you can have it all? Gusto was one of the newest intakes of the little gang. After a life of hopping foster homes and settling in the streets, it wasn't odd that he got into some kind of trouble and became a part of the gang which saved him from being killed.

I never thought that I would have ever wanted to give up my life of crime for a chance to have a normal life. I let the people who I considered family to me think I was dead while I built a name for myself within the mafia circles. Even got close to another gangster – he was definitely no Alphonso, but I needed him – just to make my name associated to his. “Good morning?” Alphonso seemed to be confused seeing me in the kitchen. He chuckled as he went to grab a cup of coffee, “since when do you cook?” Oh, when I was with him, I definitely didn’t know how to cook and was ready to shoot someone in the face when they made a comment. There are some comments I’ve heard one too many times, how are

I stood, tucking my hands in my pockets, and started moving around the office, pacing behind them as I continued in retrospect to our lives prior to this. “Because we need to stay awake at night, we distract ourselves and turn to the night jobs—trafficking… prostitution… gambling…. Now is our chance to return to the daylight that we used to be in.” I drew in another deep breath and said, “It won’t be easy. But you’ll have support.” I stood between Jewel and Ezio Virtus—the single heir of Second Tier Massimo Virtus, descendant of the Technical Sergeant of U.R.T.’s old defence force.

Sold To A Gang Leader [He owns her] . . (In pains) Writer's POV Dillion knew he was already dead but he wasn't gonna take chances, he doesn't want him to see another Matthias in future, whether his spirit or real body. He took out his gun and shot him again in his head. Satisfied, he fixed his gun back into his pocket and turned towards Shawna who was crying, she was still tied and naked. He walked towards the bed and removed the gag from her mouth.

Come back to the cabin and we can figure this out together. I’m sorry to put you through this. I just wanted all this to end so we are done being isolated from the rest of the world as though we were nothing. I’ve been in your mind secretly and I have seen every detail of your life. An experiment that didn’t go as planned. A scientist that made you this way. It’s no life to live, especially if you have done it on your own for the first 3 decades. I meant this as an apology but I have peaked into his mind out of curiosity.

Marcus once again expressed his deep admiration for Henry. Furthermore, Marcus thought with a cold smile, Saxon better survive until the day the Mafia and the First Terrorist Organization go to war. Saxon was so desperate for assistance from Ghost Gang, yet little did he know that his beloved son was a member of the First Terrorist Organization. That would be interesting - a true battle among criminals. The Mafia would collapse overnight.