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.

safe house, some family friends living in Paris, although I spent most of my life

account set up along banks around the world, with plenty of money to help me get

me across the face. I shuttered and tried wrapping the baggy sweatshirt tighter

Miami, I didn't understand why it was so cold, I guess because it was winter, and the middle of the night, but I was still confused. I had thought Miami

much I know about the real

open this late at night, but I was thankful

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

car that had been behind me ever since I left the Hotel and I internally punched myself for

my thin hand deeper into the pockets of my jacket until they clamped down on

trailing me. Then I probably needed

couldn't do it out in the open, so I did a little half run-half walk across the street, and into an ally behind

was in the shadows, and the lights of the

a soft rumble the car shut off, and

dressed in black-I'm not

they were speaking

A voice called

Viktor.

stupidly stepped

head to

men on either of his sides

flickered over me...all

fucks?" I noticed that his probably fake Russian accent was now completely gone, and

gritted my teeth, "I don't

upwards in a mocking smirk,

another step back, "No I don't. Why are you doing this? Basically starting a war for

Italians and the Russians have always been in war, maybe not always in the flesh, but

I asked, with another

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

girl."

talking about you really are. No one has the skills

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