The Russian Mobster: Russian Mafia Romance

I woke up with a sharp pain in my neck.

Why whenever I wake up in a weird place, something in my body is always fucking hurting.

I hate people. I want a dog. And ice cream.

I groaned as I buried my head into a pillow, sunlight flooded into the room.

"Close the window." I whined.

I heard a familiar chuckle, "It's time to get up."

My head shot up, my eyess wide and alert. And there he was in all his gorgeous glory. Sin.

He smiled at me, his dark hair was its gorgeous mess, his lip ring was turned up in a smirk. He wore a tight dark t-shirt and fitted dark wash jeans.

He. Is. A. God.

"Morning sleepy head." He said with a grin as he leaned back on the wall, his eyes trailing over me.

falling asleep..." My eyes shot

was up in a second, "You drugged me!

only grew, "I did

because you told him

"This is true."

motioned for me to sit down. I rolled my eyes and jumped down on the

Why me?

I have the

bright red as he placed a hand on my waist. My core went hot

into mine, as I just sat

He breathed, his breath

what he

you too." I said without thinking, and

thought of what it would feel like to kiss his soft pierced lips, and I

mine, his tongue trailing across my lips as he pulled me unbelievably closer to him. Pressing my

just fit.

Woo girl power.

me with him, he rolled over on top of me, and pinned in between