The Russian Mobster: Russian Mafia Romance

I woke in my new room, darkness seeped into the room, and my stomach screamed for some nourishing. I missed good food, I missed Taco Bell, McDonalds, and cheesecake.

I would kill for an entire cheesecake right now,

I felt a small sting in my stomach, as I lifted my top up to reveal a clean white bandage.

All I could really remember from the pain was the smell of alcohol mixed with my metallic blood.

There was a knock on my door, hard and agitated, I assumed it was Sin, so rather than getting up and answering it, I slid back in and pretended to be asleep in all hopes of dodging a conversation.

Another loud knock, but was soon followed by the door smashing open.

I held in my urges to squint open my eyes, so I kept them perfectly still.

I sensed two presences in the room from the two dark shades under my eye lids.

"She should be up by now" Sin growled.

she's sick? She's awfully pale." I

always

known her for so

A pause.

have better things to do, rather than babysit a little girl, who

men are pushy

do. She's a

know. Don't fucking care, I just need her to

sure are flattering, my prince it is I, sleeping beauty. Aurora, you have awoken me from my

me

cringey of me to say. I

noticed his eyes seemed darker, his midnight black hair was messy, but in a kind

that pale, creepy, vampire vibe is

Team Edward. Forever.

"What?" He muttered.