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.

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

never could."

"Right." He sighed.

Italians?" I asked "They were

Sin said, while running his

did you guys go again?" Xavier

seemed to internally smile. "For

eye brow, "Isn't it

teeth,

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the rest of the afternoon in my room, playing with my

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

causal clothes last night to wear to the

dresses and this was the only

to bed naked around a bunch of Horny ass

had other clothes- I really did, they just kinda

combing through my hair

entire day in this hotel room, when he has a perfectly good one next door. Slayer keeps to himself, I didn't know

on his door

And there he was.

Shirtless.

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

My eyes flickered.

definitely

do

look at his gorgeousness in front of me, "clothes... I need clothes, my other clothes got kind of...

cocked an eyebrow at me, "you have no

I shook my head.

over to his drawer, handing me one of his button

to argue when there was a loud pounding on

me."

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

and walked over

the door, and pointed the gun at who was behind it.

"Get inside." He growled.

turned

stained with blood,

outer most arm seemed to

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

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