Sold To A Gang Leader Novels & Stories

So, he sneered and said, “That’s simple. If you want us to let you go, leave your guitar and money behind.” The Oskian girl bit her lip and hesitated for a moment before she shed some tears and said, “Okay… I will give you the guitar and money…” Another violent gangster immediately reached out his hands and grabbed all the money in the guitar case before putting all the money into his pocket. After that, he winked at the other young men and said, “Brothers, we already have our source of funds for the night now! We can go to a bar and have a good time there!”

” Slade sighed, his hand running through his hair. “Anyways, from there I took over the girls, bought them drugs, treated them a bit better, dressed them better. We became a menace, killing other pimps, taking their territory and girls. We climbed the ladder, got recruited into this gang. By fifteen I was a trusted soldier, still had my pickpocketing business and my pimp business. I felt like I was on top of the world, and was making enough money to get me, my boys and my girls two good apartments. We began dealing drugs, and took over so much territory. I didn’t care about dying. Every day I went out ready to make more money or die. I was ruthless, reckless, and hungry for success. I attack

She's been deflowered in the gruesome way possible, torture and maltreated beyond anything hunan like but she was strong but now. She's been sold,after getting so close to repaying the debt her father owes; she's been sold to Lewis Flyheart. He's a drug lord, a mafia,a ruthless kîller. Is she gonna survive!? "Lanie,I can and just did. Indeed you have a sweet cûnt,the most requested sèx worker in this brøthel but Lanie. I need cash quick so yes. I sold you, wishing you a happy life of unlimited prostîtution "Brandon waved with a smrik plastered on his face

" Go and lock them in the fridge room, make sure that none of them will be able to escape, the two of them should die." The Gang leader instructed. Linda's eyes widened in horror as she realized the magnitude of the situation. " Sir, please spare us ...." Linda stammered her lips and chin trembling. " My father is very rich. He will give you a lot of money if you spare us. I'm very sir, I can't die at such a young age. Please, I beg of you to spare our lives." The leader of the gang held a stern and unyielding expression in his eye, conveying a feeling of unwavering determination. His gaze was hard and unyielding and showed no signs of sympathy or mercy.

I beg "..." "..." "..." "Mister Gang Lord please, please be merciful on me" I beg pulling at his jean He kicks me away. he looks at me amused. "I see I'm a Gang Lord? So, tell what right you had to sell my property without my permission?" he asks I look at him confused. I have not sold anything "Mister?" I ask "Zelina she's my wife yet you have the balls to sell her, and your father murdered my baby... So, tell why I have to be merciful to my babies’ murderers?" he asks

"You're talking about a million dollars, right? Certainly, you're not talking about a million yen or a million won. Is that so?" "It's a million dollars " Seeing that they had taken the bait, Tiffany finally felt relieved. What she was mist scared of was that she would e counter desperados who did not care about anything. Greedy people were easy to be dealt with.. The leader of the gangsters released her and said in a rough voice, "then transfer the money to us now. When you transfer the money, we will let you go" However, as soon as the gangster said that, a strong beam of light shine out from the corner of the parking lot with a click.

"I don't even know where to start, Judy, I've been a literal fool and I just want to disappear from this world." "You can always come home, Carl, please come back home." Judy pleaded. "You and I know that's not going to happen." I said sniffing. "What do you mean by not going to happen?" Judy ignorantly asked. "Dad sold me, or should I say contracted me, to Leonardo De Luca in exchange for his debt." I said, wiping tears from my eyes. "To the Leonardo De Luca? No, he didn't." Judy said in awe. "Yes he did." I responded.

That’s his second mistake. “That must’ve hurt,” I murmur, brushing the ash away with my thumb, almost gentle. “You poor thing.” Bones shifts, eager to end it. I lift a hand. “Don’t make him repeat himself,” I say, irritation slicing through my tone. “Where. Are. My guns.” “We don’t have them!” he sobs. “We sold them, okay? We’re just a small gang—we needed money, men, leverage in these streets. We—”

Suddenly, the criminal John hired holds a 9 mm pistol and points it at the gang leader. The leader laughs and sits back down, crossing his legs. - What do you think you're going to do with that toy? Scare me? Kill me? The man's composure frightened John. He had planned everything meticulously, but not this. - From your appearance, I see you're already enjoying the merchandise. It turns out I didn't know its real value. - Cut the crap. I paid extremely well for your services. - It would be "extremely well" if the police hadn’t attacked my gang because of the merchandise you bought from me.

Suddenly two other guys came out from the other direction holding a dagger, he stopped and looked at them from both side, it would be so easy for him to finish them off in seconds but he wanted nothing like that. "Is it money you want, here you go, you can have this." he brought out some dollar bill and offered it to them "You must have some nerves homie, we don't want some so bring it all out or else!." the gang leader threatened but wasn't so confident when he saw the man put his hands inside his pocket and his eyes were stable