The Russian Mobster: Russian Mafia Romance

Chapter 22

The next morning I woke up feeling surprisingly well, my usual headache wasn't there, and the constant feel like I was about to die, was nonexistent...for the moment.

I showered and dressed into a casual black and flowered print dress, with black ballet flats.

I left my hair down, and put on some lip gloss.

I walked out into the living room to find Xavier sitting and watching Tv.

"Morning." He said without looking up from the telivison.

"Morning yourself, hey is that all you do? watch TV?"

"Yeah. When it's Adventure time." He muttered, still not looking away from the TV, where some pink space princess was.

"How old are you again?" I asked.

"Twenty-three." He muttered, I think he knew what he had coming.

"You're twenty-three and you are watching a pink fat blob?"

"Hey, that's lumpy space princess!" He yelled, finally turning his head to look at me.

"Mmmh." I rolled my eyes.

"Wanna watch?"

"Yes."

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After about three hours of Adventure time, I realized that I hadn't eaten dinner yet, so when the TV show marathon was over I walked into the kitchen.

There was absolutely no food, except for three cases of beer, and a box of Eggo waffles.

Eggo waffles it is, and after a very nourishing breakfast Sin walked in.

Looking nice as always in his tight black shirt and pants, with his jet black hair combed and his icy pale blue eyes alert.

His eyes darted over to mine, but then remained back on Xavier.

"There was movement out side the hotel last night. Mozhet byt' , ital'yantsy" (Could be the Italians)

"You guys do realize that I speak Russian, right?" I said with a sarcastic wink.

we can't

could." I reminded

"Right." He sighed.

asked "They

Good thing we were out." Sin said, while running his hand

guys go again?" Xavier asked, folding his arms over

seemed to internally

an eye brow, "Isn't it like

clenched my teeth, "It

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the rest of the afternoon in my room, playing with my new toys,

boredom to realize, that I didn't

wear to the beach, but those

this dress, but I hate dresses and this was

to

they just

room, combing through my hair with

things that I didn't understand was that why Xavier spent his entire day in this hotel room, when he has a perfectly good one next door. Slayer keeps to himself,

his door once

And there he was.

Shirtless.

up to his face, even though I caught a glimpse

My eyes flickered.

yup, definitely

What do

not to look at his gorgeousness in front of me, "clothes... I need clothes, my

me, "you have

I shook my head.

walked over to his drawer, handing me one of his button up dress shirts, "then wear this

pounding on the door,

behind me."

you get? I've trained half my life just killing

shrugged and walked over to the

was behind it. I knew

"Get inside." He growled.

turned to

blood, his right cheek bone was bruised a black

most arm seemed

over to him, he winced as

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