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

the world, with

tightened the straps, as the freezing wind slapped me across the face. I shuttered and tried wrapping the baggy

cold, I guess because it was winter, and the middle of the night, but I was still confused. I had thought Miami was always

you how much I know about the real

surprised that there was a shop open this late at night, but

pretty awake. Not as much so

noticed a car that had been behind me ever since I left

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

guys were the Italians-and they were trailing me. Then I probably

open, so I did a little half run-half walk across the street, and into

was in the shadows, and the lights of

shut off, and

all dressed in black-I'm

they were

A voice called

Viktor.

my teeth and stupidly stepped

hood off of his head to reveal

either of

flickered over

those Russian fucks?" I noticed that his probably fake Russian accent was now

gritted my teeth, "I

pale pink lips turned upwards in a

don't. Why are you doing this?

happen, sweetie. The Italians and the Russians have always been in war, maybe not always in the flesh, but war has always

asked, with

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

a girl." I

you really are. No one has the skills and abilities that you posses just by birth. You must have trained, studied?"

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