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

guess so, now get

my head hit

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of life, live someone was giving me CPR, I shot

the clock and

my bag that was set by the bed and took a

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

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

long red hair down, I hadn't realized that

out of the shower to see myself looking at the

He was

ripped beyond belief, his skin perfectly

feeling my stare on him he

I walked past him and walked

his eyes burning into my back- and

front, though I knew the possibilities of us being able to go the to beach were very

the beach, laughing and splashing each

smiling, and realized that I couldn't find a single unhappy person, and it made me wish that I was like

Russian and Italian Mafia, and

view?" The all too farmiliar voice came from behind me. I turned

a tight black shirt, his eyes

and Xavier going to

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

only person I was happy to see was Xavier, considering he was the only one who had

a ladder...so I did the only thing logical in this moment

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