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.

I asked

laughed, "I guess so, now

second my head hit the pillow I was out, sleep had officially,

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I awoke with a jolt of life, live someone was giving me CPR, I shot up in

and it read 7:25, that's too

set by the bed

had real name brands (unlike in NYC) and I came out

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

my long red hair down, I hadn't realized that it

out of the shower to see myself looking at the back of a shirtless

Fucking shit. He was a

ripped beyond belief, his skin perfectly

feeling my stare on him he

walked past

into my

was amazing, and beach front, though I knew the possibilities of us being able to go the to beach

families, amd girls my age running around the beach, laughing

realized that I couldn't find a single unhappy person, and it made me wish that I was like them. That I could just go down there with my

that's exactly what's not going to happen, instead I'm involved with the Russian and Italian Mafia, and the CIA. Great. I am the fartheat thing from those happy people

came from behind me. I turned and

put on a tight black shirt, his eyes

Slayer and Xavier going to

morning.

I was happy to see was Xavier, considering he

down from a ladder...so I did the only thing logical in

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