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.

that sucks now we can't have conversations right in front of

could."

"Right." He sighed.

I asked "They were here

out." Sin said, while running

Xavier asked, folding his

seemed to internally

eye brow, "Isn't it like

clenched my teeth,

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afternoon in my room, playing with my

out of pure boredom

clothes last night to wear to the beach, but

hate dresses and this was the only

outside and I refuse to go to bed naked around a

did, they just kinda

walked out of the room, combing through my hair with my

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

on his door once

And there he was.

Shirtless.

though I

My eyes flickered.

definitely

What do you

not to look at his gorgeousness in front of me, "clothes... I need clothes, my other

me, "you have no more

I shook my head.

one of his button up dress shirts,

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

me." He

can you get? I've trained half my life just

walked over

at who was behind it. I knew it

"Get inside." He growled.

turned to see

white blonde hair was now stained with blood, his right cheek bone

outer most arm seemed to

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

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