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.

me, "Sorry. Right. I forgot, well that sucks now we can't have conversations right in front of

never could."

"Right." He sighed.

asked "They

out." Sin said, while

guys go again?" Xavier asked, folding his arms over

internally smile. "For a

brow, "Isn't it

clenched my teeth, "It sure

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spent the rest of the afternoon in my room, playing

of pure boredom to realize, that I didn't

night to wear to

hate dresses and this was the only clean

getting dark outside and I refuse to go to bed naked

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

out of the room, combing through my hair

entire day in this hotel

his door once

And there he was.

Shirtless.

my eyes to stay up to his face, even though I caught

My eyes flickered.

yup, definitely an

What do

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

cocked an eyebrow at me, "you have no more

I shook my head.

one of his button up dress shirts, "then wear

on the door, He over to the side

behind me." He

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

walked over to the

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

"Get inside." He growled.

turned

was now stained with blood, his right cheek

left outer most arm seemed

as I led him over to the couch to examine

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