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.

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

never could." I

"Right." He sighed.

Italians?" I asked "They

out." Sin said,

Xavier

to internally smile. "For

an eye brow, "Isn't it like

my teeth,

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the afternoon in my room, playing with my new

of pure boredom to realize, that I didn't have

had those causal clothes last night to wear

had this dress, but I hate dresses and this was the only clean thing

go to bed naked around a bunch of

had other clothes- I really did, they just kinda got...blown up in

of the room, combing through

spent his entire day in this hotel room, when he has a perfectly good one

door once before walking

And there he was.

Shirtless.

face, even though I caught a glimpse of a beautiful 8-pack. Or

My eyes flickered.

yup, definitely

do you

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

at me, "you have no

I shook my head.

his drawer, handing me one of his button up dress shirts, "then wear this to bed, suka. We'll get you

loud pounding on the door, He over

behind me." He

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

and walked over

swung open the door, and pointed the gun at who was behind it. I knew it was serious when

"Get inside." He growled.

I turned

blood, his right cheek bone was

left outer most arm seemed to be

him, he winced as

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