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 of my problems

me. And I

was the best peice

likes me, and I

step forward, I felt my cheeks go hot, and a weird tingle in the pit of my stomach as

my lips, as he leaned

minty ice breath engulfed

to mine, his bottom lip curling around mine, his hands wrapped around my

moved in sync with my lips as

back hit the wall as I wrapped my hands around

softly bit my lower lip with a grin, as his

impossibly close as he lifted me into his

around as he carried me to my bed, pressing me down on the bed as he broke the kiss to grin at me, and sadly, I seemed to have let

lips as he felt his way along my ass, his hard-on pressed

as he leaves trails of kisses down

he has no problem feeling his way around my upper half, pulling and tugging

his kisses as my fingers gripped the bottom of his soft

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

with a gorgeous Russian billionaire mob

Fuck. Yes.

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

ready for

did I feel this strongly about

Even though the past few months have been the most dangerous, they had also been

as he lifted my

of mischief, his bleach white smile reached ear to ear

tugging on his shirt, making the decision that I was ready to "take on" this