Sold To A Gang Leader Novels & Stories

He pinned the list of names to the wall with a knife. "We have no army," Jack pointed out. "We have no money. You are legally dead." "We have something better," Sebastian smiled. A dangerous, predator's smile. "We have the element of surprise." "They think we are running. They think we are scared refugees looking for a hole to hide in." He walked over to the table and picked up the Gold & Steel Ring—the Rolling Pin. He put it back on his finger. "We are going to dismantle them. Piece by piece. Dollar by dollar. Blood for blood."

she tutted. “Anyway. You weren't giving me the information I wanted, so I suggested the therapist thing. It wasn't at all difficult to rent a space, place a few members of the mafia here and there, upload some backdated pictures to the internet because I knew your sweet husband would check us out and bingo, sold. It was during the therapy I realized you actually didn't know anything about the mafia,” she laughed hard, throwing her head back.

It was evident that they had faced difficult times and suffered miserably. “Sir, I’m begging you. I’ll collect enough money for you after picking a few more glass bottles to sell.” William’s father, Shawn Bell, pleaded pitifully. His name alone would’ve pointed to an intellectual background. No one could imagine they would fall to where they were now. “You son of a bitch! Last time you said the exact same thing! You think I owe you anything?!” The leader of the gangsters roared angrily, raising his hand to slap Shawn.

Elnora had screamed over the roar of automatic gunfire. Robbin remembered the sight of the leader. He had been shouting orders, his face twisted in a mask of cowardice as he tried to use his own men as human shields. The man who had sold her body, who had broken her spirit for two years, was later reduced to a heap of expensive leather and wasted ambition on the streets. In the vacuum of his death, the gang dissolved. Men who had called each other "brothers" shot each other over a way out.

“Once upon a time I danced and competed in underground battles. My crew was my family and dancing my life but, just as everyone else who uses dance as an escape for their messed up lives, I fell for the alluring comfort of drugs. It all started with a try, just seeing what all the fuzz was about. Surely I wouldn’t become addicted with one right?” He chuckles at his ingenuity. “Before I knew it, I owed the gang’s mafia a ton of money that I couldn’t possible pay. In a moment of mercy, the boss let me work for him until I was able to pay him back. I started as a mule, transporting drugs from town to town and, sometimes, back from China. It almost killed me but I was lucky to have never been fo

They were called the Green gang because all they cared about was money which they termed 'green'. They were loud and ruthless. Their leader, a short Black man who called himself Dinero said, “Yo! Ash man! Turn yourself in.” Dinero wore green rimmed shades, and his cut off jeans where sagging from his slim waist. Ash looked him up and down before replying, “I'm sorry man, but I won't. I thought we were brothers, we run these streets together. All of a sudden, you're going to rat me out to the cops. You ain't being loyal.”

And said, “Hi there.” “Woman how may we help you?” asked the leader of the gang. She stared at them from one person to another, scrutinizing them closely before saying, “I need you to get someone for me, this is her picture. Take her here, but before you take her life call this number and I will come. Don't forget, don't leave any trails behind, if you do, you don't know me. This is part payment, I will give you the rest after the job is done.”

, he sneered. "You dare mess with me juice?", He squeezed his hands tight breaking the bud into two. " No Leo I dare not man", juice replied. "Then why was Bolov escaping with my goods? You want my coke for yourself juice?", He shouted. "No man, it was a misunderstanding, hear me out", juice stammered. "You know what I hate most?" He asked. "Please man,please I ...." He heard juice scream as a gunshot sound was heard. He ended the call.

It never stops, every time I come here I’m assaulted and harassed, even while I worked, I’m fed up of this goddamn nonsense! I pulled out my phone to call Klaus again and waited while it rang but the man suddenly grabbed my phone. “I’m talking to you and you’re ignoring me? Who are you calling? The police? You think because your pretty I can’t bash that face of yours, huh?” As he spoke I noticed other men started circling our midst. He must be a gang leader or something. How did I end up with such bad luck? “But I have to admit, you’re indeed beautiful.

David and Ella frowned, eyeing each other. "This gang is the most dangerous gang in the country. They smuggle guns, gems, and drugs, and rape women. They are not afraid of murder, nor are they afraid of the police. But their gang has ceased to function. two years before encountering the police. All members of the gang were arrested, except for one. It was Jack, he was also the leader of the gang. Jack hid very well. And the name Jack. not his real name His name is Paul Vincent. Because he changed his name we couldn't find him for years We thought he had plastic surgery and fled to a foreign country. Now, we have caught Jack, but carelessly let him escape." Officer Vic explained to them.