The Russian Mobster: Russian Mafia Romance

Chapter 17

We arrived at 3:30 in the morning, at the Acqualina resort in Miami.

My eyes were closing as Sin helped me out of the car, his arms gripping my forearm in a tight...almost protective hold.

"I'm tired." I mumbled.

He breathed out a chuckle as we walked into the lobby, "I know suka, just a little further."

"Don't...call me, that." I grumbled.

A middle aged woman greeted us at the front desk, and I did my very best to give the impression of a conscious human girl.

"Hi, what can I get for you?" She asked, rubbing her bright red lipstick covered lips together.

"Three rooms, presidential suite, and the two rooms on either side, thank you." He said as he re-adjusted his arm around me, normally I would have swatted his arms away, but I was just too damn tired.

"Of course, and what name shall these rooms be under?"

"Solvact."

Her eyes widened, I guess his name was well known or something.

"Yes Mr. Solvact, and please Welcome to Miami, it's great to have you back." She bowed her head and slumped a little lower as she handed him three different envelopes filled with room keys.

The lobby was decorated an aqua color, with this cool under water theme, I noticed.

Sin practically carried me upstairs and into the room, which I assumed was the presidential suite. He lifted me off the ground to lay me on the bed.

"You got me the presidential suite, just for me? Your so sweet." I mumbled in a groggy tone.

He turned to me, a smirk plastered on his devastatingly handsome face, "That's cute Suka, this suite is for us. The ones next to us are for Slayer and Xavier. I need to keep my eye on you."

I groaned but didn't argue, I didn't quite have it in me.

this my bed?" I

"I guess so,

need to tell me twice, the second my head hit the pillow I was out, sleep had officially, and finally...consumed

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morning I awoke with a jolt of life, live someone was giving me CPR,

at the clock and it read 7:25,

my bag that was set by the bed and took a sweet smelling

had real name brands (unlike in NYC) and I came out of there smelling- and

a black half-shirt, that showed my bony stomach, and a pair of black

hadn't realized that it had gotten so long. It nearly

myself looking at the back

Fucking shit. He was a

was ripped beyond belief,

feeling my stare on him he turned around, and

I said as I walked past him and walked

his eyes burning into my

beach front, though I knew the possibilities of us

the beach, laughing

find a single unhappy person, and it made me wish that I was like them. That I could just go down there with my nonexistent friends and

Mafia,

from behind

finally put on a tight black shirt, his eyes were more alert than last night,

going to be here?" I

got in early this morning.

to see was Xavier, considering he was the only one who had been half decent

a ladder...so I did the only thing logical in this moment of time. I jumped into

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