The Russian Mobster: Russian Mafia Romance

Chapter 25

SIN'S POV!!! (Sorry I know I haven't done these lately)

I stood there dumbfounded, and wordless.

She left, she really left.

It was my fault. I told her that I didn't care about her, when I really did.

I guess that was my own way of dealing and coping with reality was just to push things away, and pretend like nothing ever happened.

But here was this gorgeous, strong, girl who had flipped my world upside down.

She made me rethink everything that I did, and that wasn't okay. The Soviet Mafia would crash and burn without me, and she was making me question everything that I did for my Country. It just wasn't safe.

So I did the only thing that I knew how to do...and that was to push her away.

I had never really taken an interest into a specific girl, sure I would see some hot chick and fuck her, or I would go through a line of strippers and whores.

But Grey was probably the first girl that I had talked to, liked, and not fucked.

And sure that isn't a Bonnie and Clyde, or a Romeo and Juliet Romance, but it was more than I've ever had.

But now she was fucking gone.

I pulled out my phone, and dialed Nikolai's number.

"I need you to do something for me..."

GREY'S POV

I pulled the cheap dollar store hood over my head, thankful for the black cloth to protect me.

I wasn't really going to the Italians, they'd kill me.

in Paris, although I spent most of my life living in the

a bank account set up along banks around the world, with plenty of money to

the freezing wind slapped me across the

was winter, and the middle of the night, but

you how much

this late at night, but

continued walking down the low lit street, Miami seemed to be pretty awake. Not as much so as New York City, but there

me ever since I left the Hotel and I internally

into the pockets of my jacket until they clamped down on the handle of my handgun. I reassured

were the Italians-and they were trailing

so I did a little half run-half walk across the

the lights of

a soft rumble the car shut off, and

were all dressed

were

voice called out- a familiar

Viktor.

and stupidly

to reveal his per-usual gorgeous face. I grimaced at

of his sides remained

eyes flickered over me...all over

with no protection? None of those Russian fucks?" I noticed that his probably fake Russian accent was now

gritted my teeth,

turned upwards in a

back, "No I don't. Why are you doing this? Basically starting

his head, "The war was bound to happen, sweetie. The Italians and the Russians have always been in war, maybe not always in the

asked, with

cocked to the side, "No, little one its my turn for a question..." He cleared his throat. "Who are

girl." I

his eyes, "congratulations, I'm talking about you really are. No one has the skills and abilities that you posses just by birth. You must have

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