The Russian Mobster: Russian Mafia Romance

Chapter 7

"vam luchshe imet' kristall gotov ... g. Solvact ne mirit'sya s opozdaniye, vy znayete, chto on delayet, kogda on serditsya ... da ... vy luchshe, do svidaniya"

I was so screwed.

I knew Russian, and I picked up a few bits a pieces from the conversation Xavier was having outside the door...he locked me in a room.

I heard:

"crystal"

And.

"You know what Mr. Solvact does when he doesn't get his way."

I assumed crystal as in crystal meth, and from what I've seen...I'm pretty sure I'm involved in the worst case sinario: these guys were in the Russian Mafia.

I pressed my ear closer to the door, straining to get every word when the door suddenly flew open, sending me falling through the opening.

"Shït" I muttered with a groan.

"You were listening weren't you?" He muttered as he ran a hand through his chocolate brown locks.

"Nada." I smiled at him.

He quirked an eyebrow at me, "that means nothing in Spanish."

"Oh." I shrugged and stood, brushing off my pant legs. "Well I'm a spy aren't I? You should expect me to be listening in."

"Former spy"

I winced, "don't remind me."

After all I knew it was to come, I had accepted the consequences that if one of my missions were to be compromised I would get burned, and I knew any day now my records would freeze, and I would become a nobody.

"Did you understand what we were saying?" He asked.

I pressed my lips, "not really" I lied, a little.

how did you manage a conversation in Russian

Oh shit.

I looked up how to say it online. I'm a kid" I answered his

his huge figure almost taking up the entire

worked, wasn't it like a requirement to learn

not Russian. I'm fluent in French, German, and Italian. When I was training, the curriculum didn't include me having to deal

up, he stood straight "you know were in the

did I have to

couldn't sputter anything

"Izvinite. Excuse me, I'll be

door

the biggest

information. They would never

nothing, just a fucking hotel bible (sorry to you Christians if I

to test how strong it was, maybe I could

heard voices and I

picked up the bible, at least it was

Sin wants to-

his hands pressed to his

"A bible? Your kidding?"

clenched my teeth, "well it hurt you? So it kinda

rolled his eyes and grabbed the bible from

saying, Sin wants to

see? He was going to

"I'm busy." I muttered.

fucking bible? Durak. Just

just

he going

were him you

was serious, but his

if he kills me, it's

slipped out of the room, wishing I had a bible, I walked to

and scary, I timidly raised my hand and

Sins

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