The Russian Mobster: Russian Mafia Romance

"Morning sleeping beauty." Xavier said, it was about an hour after my heated make out session with Sin, and the blush on my cheeks wouldn't go away. I had managed to get the swelling in my lips under control, but I couldn't control my hormones that made me wanna fuck Sin. Like now.

"It wasn't sleeping, it was drugs." I grumbled as I pushed past his tall figure, and into the kitchen.

"Ooh, someone's grumpy." He muttered as he walked off.

I actually wasn't grumpy, in fact I was the happiest I had been since I'd first met the crazy Russians. Although I was a little upset that they had drugged, and kidnapped me.

I grabbed a paper coffee cup and filled it with filter water, taking a sip I hopped up on the counter.

I put my head into my lap and sighed, I was in deep shit.

"Knock knock." A deep voice interrupted my premature thoughts.

Okay, WHY DO YOU SAY 'KNOCK KNOCK'?! WHY DONT YOU JUST KNOCK, YOU DEFEATED THE PURPOSE OF KNOCKING.

Okay, I may be a little grumpy.

I pulled my head up to see Sin standing in the doorway, dark wild mops and bright blue eyes.

His pale tall figure filing up the door-frame.

My eyes flickered to his perfectly pink lips.

"You okay?" He asked as his eyes studied me.

I couldn't stand to be in the same room with him, he was messing with my hormones...and my head.

off the counter, taking a final sip of my

caught my

all good?" He

lips, no everything wasn't 'all

me pissed

move to push past him, but I think he had different plans

look at him in the

don't know, but on him,

asked, his eyes searching mine for an answer of some

ain't gonna find an answer

my throat. "Nothing, nothing at

I'm such a liar.

eyes

No.

leaned back against the counter, frowning at the position of his hands, he was trapping me in, so there was absolutely no way

Jackass.

me basically that there was no us. Then you kiss me and tell me that was what you wanted to do since you first met me. I'm dealing with a lot right now, you know...the Italians want to kidnap me and do god

He sighed and nodded.

hurt you, I figured that if you didn't have me apart of your life, then you'd be safer. I could send you somewhere that you would be safe, and the Italians...and Viktor would never find you. But in all honesty...I

at this man, who maybe a month ago I would have killed, or laughed in his face about the statement that he was making. When

so much about him, and might

contemplating I spoke, "You have to promise

heart out to you, and you tell

my waist, he cupped my cheek as his

around to find