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....

Italians....and pretty much all of

likes me. And I

best peice

me, and

felt my cheeks go hot, and a weird tingle in the pit of

went from my eyes to my lips, as he

breathed, his minty ice breath

pressed to mine, his bottom lip curling around mine, his hands wrapped around my waist, trailing

taste, his mouth moved in sync with my lips as he backed me up to

as I wrapped my hands around

my lower lip with a grin, as his lips made love to

his arms, my legs and thighs

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

he felt his way along my ass, his hard-on pressed against my lower

hot as he leaves

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

kisses as my fingers gripped

about what I was doing, I had never been "that girl". The one who

here I was having a heated make out session with a gorgeous Russian billionaire mob boss...this was going against all of

Fuck. Yes.

as I felt his big warm hands begin to slide my

ready for

a still a Virgin, did I

months have been the most dangerous, they had also been the most fun that I had ever had. He made me

he lifted

bleach white smile reached ear to ear as he pressed

making the decision that I was ready to "take on" this hot and sexy Russian, but he laughed and placed his