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.

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

could." I

"Right." He sighed.

Italians?" I asked

were out." Sin said, while running his

did you guys go again?" Xavier

internally

an eye brow,

my teeth,

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the afternoon in

closet out of pure boredom to realize, that

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

I hate dresses and this was

outside and I refuse to go to bed

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

room, combing through my hair with

day in

door once

And there he was.

Shirtless.

to stay up to his face, even though I caught a

My eyes flickered.

yup, definitely

do you

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

an eyebrow at me, "you have

I shook my head.

drawer, handing me one of his button

on the door, He over to the

me." He

get? I've trained half

shrugged and walked over

move he swung open the door, and pointed the gun at who was

"Get inside." He growled.

turned to see

now stained with blood, his right cheek bone was bruised a

most arm seemed to

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

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