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 you, while you being oblivious." Sin

never could." I

"Right." He sighed.

asked "They were

said, while running

go again?" Xavier asked, folding his

to internally smile. "For

cocked an eye brow, "Isn't

my teeth,

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afternoon in my

in the closet out of pure boredom to realize, that

to wear

but I hate dresses and this was the only clean thing to

refuse to go to bed naked around a bunch of

had other clothes- I really did, they just

of the room, combing through my hair with my

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

door once before walking

And there he was.

Shirtless.

I caught a

My eyes flickered.

definitely an

What do you

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

eyebrow at me, "you have

I shook my head.

shrugged and walked over to his drawer, handing me one of his button up dress shirts,

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

me."

How cliché can you get? I've

shrugged and walked

and pointed the gun at who was behind it. I knew it was serious

"Get inside." He growled.

turned

with blood, his right cheek

outer most arm seemed

over to him, he winced as I led him

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