The Russian Mobster: Russian Mafia Romance

Chapter 20

I sat up in the hotel bed, and held my head in my hands, it throbbed from the pain of whatever gas had swallowed me.

Wait, what happened?

The side table had a glass of water, Advil, and a note.

Nice shooting last night, Suka

~Sinister

I swallowed the Advil with the water, and tip toed into the living room.

There sat Xavier, Sin, Slayer, and a man I didn't recognize.

When I walked in, they all stood up, Sins eyes had dark circles surrounding them.

I frowned, "What happened?"

"Italians" Xavier said "They tried to grab you last night, but you...yeah you shot them."

I nodded, that much I remembered.

"This is Klaus." Sin said motioning to the stranger man.

He had white blonde, and black dyed hair, with these big green eyes, and pasty pale skin, he too was tall and broad.

"He found you under the car last night." Sin muttered. "Carried your ass back to the room."

Klaus lifted his hand to mine, "Good hiding place." His Russian accent was so strong. that I almost couldn't understand him, good thing that I was Russian, and could make out his words.

"Thank you." I said with a small smile.

us if they...wanted me?" I asked

they wanted to kill

"Who doesn't?" Slayer muttered.

I think that meant something along the lines of "Shut the fuck

point is, is that you're okay. We just have to be more cautious." Xavier said. Giving

be frank with them, if I wanted

turned up in a smile at my

already have one, and yes you already proved your point that you can handle a

"not that gun, that gun has blood on it. I want

"No. Fucking. Way."

are towards the east. Let me just

when I felt a pair of strong hands around my

as he set me back on the ground 15 feet from the door, and kept his hands on my waist to hold me back. "You know too fucking much, we can't have you giving

Dammit.

Iisus. Jesus, you'll get your guns."

muttered, I tried to pull out of Sins grasp, but

"Let g-"

spat as he dragged

tore out of his grasp the second we entered the

"What!" I yelled.

what me. You can't just threaten us to leave, you

figured that Mr. Smarty pants, I just really wanted

shook his head, "you're fucking

beamed up at him, and he

His goddamn gorgeous eyes.

to the digital clock, and it read

moaned. I hated sleeping in, It just wasted

used some pretty serious sleeping gas, guess they really wanted you out

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