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.

forgot, well that sucks now we can't have conversations right in front of you, while

could." I reminded

"Right." He sighed.

Italians?" I asked

Sin said, while running his hand through his gorgeous

Xavier

seemed to internally smile. "For

an eye brow, "Isn't it like

my teeth, "It sure

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rest of the afternoon in my room, playing

closet out of pure boredom to realize, that I didn't have anymore

those causal clothes last night to wear to the beach, but those were now

but I hate dresses and this was the

to bed naked around a bunch of Horny

I really did, they just

combing through my

why Xavier spent his entire day in this hotel room, when he has a perfectly good

his door

And there he was.

Shirtless.

face, even though I caught a

My eyes flickered.

yup, definitely

do you

front of me, "clothes... I need clothes, my other clothes

cocked an eyebrow at me, "you have no more

I shook my head.

to his drawer, handing me one of his button up dress shirts, "then

on the door, He over to the side table and grabbed

behind me." He

me? Are you serious? How cliché can you get? I've trained half my life just killing people... I think I

walked over

pointed the gun at who was behind it. I knew it was serious when I saw his face

"Get inside." He growled.

I turned to see

white blonde hair was now stained with blood, his right cheek bone was bruised

outer most arm seemed to

him, he winced as I led him over to the couch to examine

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