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.

that sucks now we can't have

never could." I reminded

"Right." He sighed.

I asked "They were here

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

Xavier asked, folding his arms over

internally smile. "For a

brow, "Isn't

my teeth,

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afternoon in my room, playing

boredom to realize, that

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

this dress, but I hate dresses and this was

to go to bed naked

really did, they just

walked out of the room, combing

I called out walking towards his room, a few 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

on his door

And there he was.

Shirtless.

my eyes to stay up to his face, even though I caught a glimpse of a beautiful 8-pack. Or was

My eyes flickered.

definitely an

What do

his gorgeousness in front of me, "clothes...

at me, "you have

I shook my head.

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

when there was a loud pounding on the

behind me."

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

walked over

pointed the gun at who was behind it. I knew it

"Get inside." He growled.

turned to see

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

outer most arm seemed

ran over to him, he winced as I led him over to the

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