I'm goin' out with a Gangster

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I fell inlove with a naughty, careless, Self minded Gangster. It wasn't that bad though . Because somehow through love i am fond of saying "Atleast it was worth fighting for"All Rights Reserved

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"The Don between the covers" |18+| (Book3 - Mafia in love) - UNEDITED by Late_Writer

You see, there are these apps where anybody can write books, stories and the sort and one day, scrolling the FB (which I don't usually do but I kill time with it on occasions) my eyes fell on a title that made me scoff. The title, 'Mafia in Love'. I remember I laughed terribly then, one of the very few times I laughed, or smiled for that matter. Some people truly feel they know anything about Mafia. It was not far from the truth, though. We are in love. We are in love with money, power, luxury and women. Actually more like to f. women. A lot. At least that's what I love. We love to say "Forget abou'it!" when actually we don't forget at all. Oh, and guns. Yeah, I was in love with my own that was never far from me, always nicely tucked in the belt of my suit pants, always my best companion. I can't even count how many times it saved my life. So, unless the story was about that, I was positive it was nothing but a load of crap and bullshit, probably written by a silly teenage girl who fell in love with some actor playing in a mafia movie. Either way, I laughed and forgot about it. For a while. Until I saw it again in a notification flashing on the screen of my phone while I was shitty high, bored and pissed in the office of my favorite club. My name is Don Raffaello Capozzi and this is the story of my only love. *Mature content"

Everyone thinks life is a game to find love, I don't play games. There must be more to life than falling in-love, I never want to fall in-love, the thought makes me sick. He wanted to play the game of love, and his was a game I defiantly didn't want to play- cause the problem with games is, someone ALWAYS gets hurt.

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"Am so exhausted and angry those fools had the balls to cheat on me, my so called best friend and boyfriend of 3years but really am gonna make them pay"I continue walking home from my car straight to my apartment thinking of very many ways to destroy those two but unfortunately I can not am a good person will just pretend like I don't know them.

Could you fall in love with a crook? Could you stay with him even though you knew he was doing wrong on the side? Could you love him even when he puts himself in harms way just to make sure he has a plate to eat off of at night? Could you respect him and his hustle and live that life with him? Let him take care of you and be the one for you as long as you were down to ride down to be there for him when he needed you. Could you be his ride or die?

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"The Don between the covers" |18+| (Book3 - Mafia in love) - UNEDITED

You see, there are these apps where anybody can write books, stories and the sort and one day, scrolling the FB (which I don't usually do but I kill time with it on occasions) my eyes fell on a title that made me scoff. The title, 'Mafia in Love'. I remember I laughed terribly then, one of the very few times I laughed, or smiled for that matter. Some people truly feel they know anything about Mafia. It was not far from the truth, though. We are in love. We are in love with money, power, luxury and women. Actually more like to f. women. A lot. At least that's what I love. We love to say "Forget abou'it!" when actually we don't forget at all. Oh, and guns. Yeah, I was in love with my own that was never far from me, always nicely tucked in the belt of my suit pants, always my best companion. I can't even count how many times it saved my life. So, unless the story was about that, I was positive it was nothing but a load of crap and bullshit, probably written by a silly teenage girl who fell in love with some actor playing in a mafia movie. Either way, I laughed and forgot about it. For a while. Until I saw it again in a notification flashing on the screen of my phone while I was shitty high, bored and pissed in the office of my favorite club. My name is Don Raffaello Capozzi and this is the story of my only love. *Mature content"

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