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 asked with a sleepy

laughed, "I guess so, now

twice, the second my head hit the pillow I was out, sleep

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live someone was

the clock and

set by the bed and took

NYC) and I came out of there smelling-

showed my bony stomach, and a pair of black ruffled

hair down, I hadn't realized that it had gotten so long. It nearly went

out of the shower to see myself looking

shit. He

belief,

him he turned around, and looked at

I said as I walked past him and

eyes burning into my back- and possibly my

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

age running around the beach,

single unhappy person, and it made me wish that I was like them. That I

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 on

voice came from behind me. I turned and smiled,

finally put on a tight black shirt, his eyes were more alert than last night, they're ice blue

and Xavier going

got in early this morning. they're setting up cameras in the

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

climbing down from a ladder...so I did

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