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.

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

could." I

"Right." He sighed.

asked

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

again?" Xavier asked, folding his arms over his

to internally smile.

eye brow, "Isn't it

clenched my teeth,

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

of pure boredom to realize, that

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

dress, but I hate dresses and this

go to

clothes- I really did, they

walked out of the room, combing

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

on his door once

And there he was.

Shirtless.

his face, even though I caught a glimpse of a beautiful

My eyes flickered.

yup, definitely an

What do

"clothes... I need clothes, my other

eyebrow at me,

I shook my head.

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

a loud pounding on the door, He

behind me." He

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

and walked over to the

at who was behind it. I knew it

"Get inside." He growled.

I turned to

hair was now stained with blood, his

left outer most arm

over to him, he winced as I led

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