The Russian Mobster: Russian Mafia Romance

I paid the cab fare as I walked up the stone steps, it was a large ivory covered stone house, with an iron gate, and a light paneled roof.

It was beautiful, and I smiled at the warm feeling I got as I stepped through the gate, and walked up to the large dark door.

I checked the address to double check that it was right, and sure enough it was.

I knocked on the door, and took a step back waiting as I heard foot steps approaching.

The door opened as a familiar figure approached.

"Annabelle." I breathed.

She had gotten older, her dark brown locks had grey strings at the roots. Her porcelain skin was slightly wrinkled, but her green eyes were the same vibrant and warm green as I remembered as a child.

She seemed to take me in, and then something clicked. "Grey?" She asked, her bright green eyes watering.

I nodded my head as she pulled me into a strong embrace, wrapping her warmth around me.

After what seemed like forever, she pulled away, a smile plastered on her pale lips.

"You are so beautiful, your hair has gotten redder." She sniffed and wiped away a tear "I tried to find you, when your brothers..." She cleared her throat. "I traveled to Moscow went to your old house on Ordynka. You weren't there." The tears were dripping down her face. "Oh what am I saying come on in, before you freeze to death. You know Paris in the winter. Gabriel's inside."

She led me into a warm looking living room lit by a fire, and low-lit-lamps. And I saw Gabriel's aged face sitting by the fire.

His face turned my way, and he dropped his book.

"Grey?"

I smiled and nodded.

He walked over to me and gave me a strong embrace.

"It's been too long child."

nodded, "It has. Paris has done you well, you've picked up the

"And the

a hand on my shoulder, "You must be starving from

led me upstairs and into a pretty looking guest bedroom, she handed me a

half hour,

and

shower, I dressed into a white blouse

brushed through my long waist length red hair,

I was served light and dark

said, "You came to us for a reason, and that is to be safe from...something. I understand that I can ask certain questions but not others considering your...situation." He eyed me, giving me the impression that he knew what I had been

my throat, "I just need to be somewhere safe for a little

frowned, but didn't say

us for however long you need. Your parents gave us money in case a situation like this was to happen, so

would happen

being the blood born Russian he was, you mother preferred to stay out of it. But I think we all know that once your involved with the Mafia, there is

I nodded understandingly.

You being the daughter, he knew that there were many many people that wanted to do him harm which more than likely involved doing you harm, so he set up a safe house system

all new to me, but

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I walked up the stairs, and yawned. Even though it was only like 9:00 I was

tucked into the soft blue comforter of the guest bedroom, and closed my

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SINS POV