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....

pretty much

And I like

that this was the best

likes me, and

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

to my lips, as he leaned forward, my heart was

He breathed, his minty

his hands wrapped around my

as I pressed into his intoxicating taste, his mouth moved in sync with my

the wall as I wrapped

with a grin, as his lips made

he lifted me into his arms, my legs and thighs

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

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

hot as he leaves

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

my fingers gripped the bottom of his soft white

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

heated make out session with a gorgeous Russian billionaire

Fuck. Yes.

big warm hands begin

I ready for

still a Virgin, did I feel this strongly about

they had also been the most fun that I had ever had. He made me feel warm inside, a feeling that had

out as he lifted my dress

of mischief, his bleach white smile reached ear to

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