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."

.

.

.

.

.

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 have conversations right in front of

never could."

"Right." He sighed.

Italians?" I asked "They were

out." Sin said, while running his hand through his gorgeous

go again?" Xavier asked, folding his arms

to internally smile. "For a

eye brow, "Isn't

my teeth, "It

.

.

.

.

.

.

.

in my room, playing with my

closet out of pure boredom to realize, that I

wear

but I hate dresses and this was the only

I refuse to go to bed naked around a bunch

they

the room, combing through my hair with

room, a few things that I didn't understand was that why Xavier spent his entire day in this

on his door once

And there he was.

Shirtless.

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

My eyes flickered.

yup, definitely

do you

of me, "clothes... I need clothes,

me, "you have no more

I shook my head.

one of his button

when there was a loud pounding on

behind me."

Are you serious? How cliché can you get? I've trained half my life just

walked over to the

gun at who was behind it. I knew it was serious

"Get inside." He growled.

turned to see

blood, his right cheek bone was bruised

arm seemed to

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

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255