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.

"Sorry. Right. I forgot, well that sucks now we can't have conversations right in

could."

"Right." He sighed.

the Italians?" I asked "They

were out." Sin said, while running his hand through his gorgeous

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

seemed to internally smile.

cocked an eye brow, "Isn't

teeth,

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

of pure boredom to realize,

clothes last night to wear to the beach, but

but I hate dresses and

go to bed naked around a bunch

they just kinda got...blown

of the room, combing through my hair with

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, I didn't know why

door once before

And there he was.

Shirtless.

his face, even though I caught a

My eyes flickered.

definitely an

do

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

at me, "you

I shook my head.

over to his drawer, handing me one of his button up dress shirts, "then wear this to bed, suka. We'll get

there was a loud pounding on the door, He over

me."

can you get? I've trained half my life just killing people... I think I can handle

shrugged and walked over to the

the gun at who was behind it. I

"Get inside." He growled.

I turned to

blonde hair was now stained with blood, his right cheek bone was bruised a black and

left outer most arm seemed

him, he winced as I led

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