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.

sucks now we can't have conversations right in front

could."

"Right." He sighed.

I asked "They

Good thing we were out." Sin said,

where did you guys go again?" Xavier asked, folding his arms

to internally smile. "For

cocked an eye brow, "Isn't it like

clenched my teeth, "It sure

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rest of the afternoon in my

the closet out of pure boredom to realize, that

to wear to the beach, but those

hate dresses and this was

getting dark outside and I refuse to go to bed naked around

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

combing through

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

his door once before

And there he was.

Shirtless.

even though I caught a glimpse of a

My eyes flickered.

definitely an

do you

to look at his gorgeousness in front of me, "clothes... I

an eyebrow at me, "you have

I shook my head.

button up dress shirts, "then wear this to bed, suka.

a loud pounding on the door, He over to the side table and grabbed

behind me."

Are you serious? How cliché can you get? I've trained

and walked over to the

at who was behind it. I knew it was serious when I saw his

"Get inside." He growled.

I turned

blood, his right cheek bone was bruised a black and

outer most arm seemed

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

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