The Russian Mobster: Russian Mafia Romance

Breathe.

Breathe, c'mon Grey breathe.

I stared at myself in the mirror, my pale skin was flushed, and my eyes were bloodshot.

It had been 24 minutes and 17 seconds since Viktor made his "little visit".

Okay, okay okay okay okay....

What I do know is that Viktor is not trying to murder me or kidnap me like I thought. That's a plus.

But also, he says that there are so many things that I don't know, he didn't tell me what, and didn't give me so much as a fucking clue. But he told me that he could help and gave me a fücking phone.

I didn't trust that bastard, not for one minute, but he said everyone that I've ever cared about was in danger, and I'd do anything, anything at all to save the people that I love.

"Grey?" Sins voice stabbed me out of my Daze.

Shit.

His face appeared in the door way, his dark hair was wild and gorgeous, his ice eyes glittering like a thousand little ocean diamonds.

It's going to be soo fucking hard to tell him that I needed to talk to Viktor, who just happened to drop by twenty minutes before he walked in, and also knows more than we ever thought, and wants to murder him...

Well actually I think he already knows that Viktor wants to kill him, but still I think it would be better to keep all of this on the "down low".

He frowned a little when he saw me, "Grey? Are you good?"

My eyes blinked back toward his and I smiled, "yeah sorry, I'm just really happy that we're..."

I remembered the kiss....

and the Italians....and pretty much all

And I

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me, and I like

to practically read me as he took a step forward, I felt my cheeks go hot, and a weird tingle in the pit of

eyes went from my eyes to my lips, as

He breathed, his minty

his bottom lip curling around mine, his hands wrapped around my waist, trailing up and down the lower part of my

intoxicating taste, his mouth moved in sync with my lips as he backed me up to the back wall of

hit the wall as I wrapped my hands around

lower lip with a grin,

his arms, my legs and thighs curling around

to my bed, pressing me down on the bed as he broke the kiss to grin at me,

him smile against my lips as he felt his way along my ass, his

hot as he leaves trails of kisses down my

feeling his way around my upper half, pulling and tugging on the cloth of

my fingers gripped the bottom

struck me about what I was doing, I had never been "that girl". The one who knew exactly "what to do" and "how to do

session with a gorgeous Russian billionaire mob boss...this was going against all of my

Fuck. Yes.

almost froze as I felt his big warm hands begin to slide

ready for

a Virgin, did I feel this strongly about

been the most dangerous, they had also been the most fun that I

out as he lifted my

were full of mischief, his bleach white smile

I was ready to "take on" this hot and sexy Russian, but