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.

both looked at me, "Sorry. Right. I forgot, well that sucks now we can't

could." I reminded

"Right." He sighed.

I asked "They

Sin said, while running his hand

did you guys go again?" Xavier

seemed to internally

eye brow,

my teeth, "It

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afternoon in my room,

out of pure boredom to

those causal clothes last night to wear to

but I hate dresses and this

getting dark outside and I refuse to go to bed naked around a bunch of

had other clothes- I really did, they just kinda got...blown up in

the room, combing

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,

on his door once before

And there he was.

Shirtless.

even though I caught a glimpse of a beautiful 8-pack. Or was that a

My eyes flickered.

definitely an

What do you

in front of me, "clothes... I need clothes, my other clothes got kind of... um... Blown

cocked an eyebrow at me, "you have no more

I shook my head.

button up dress shirts, "then wear this to bed, suka. We'll get

there was a loud pounding on the door,

behind me." He

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

shrugged and walked

who was

"Get inside." He growled.

I turned to see

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

left outer most arm seemed

as I led him

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