The Russian Mobster: Russian Mafia Romance

Chapter 11

"Net. Nope sorry you fucktard Russians, I refuse." I muttered childishly as I stared into the mirrior at my reflection.

It wasn't a dress, it was a shirt.

It was unbelievably short, it came a good six inches above my knees.

It was black, strapless, and it looked really expensive, which really didn't make any sense to me because if you have a small amount of clothing its suppose to cost less right?

like those cute little shoes that are meant for toddlers that you'd see at Target or something.

but not with this dress, it was black and very very revealing.

I want to just crawl under the bed and scream.

"You look kinda hot, I don't see what the problem is? look me and Slayer got you pretty little makeup and hair shit, you can be like a barbie." Xavier said with an all-too innocent smile.

I flipped him off.

"Come on Grey, you got a nice body, its time to show it off." He shrugged as he pushed a lock of chocolate hair out of his eyes, and sat at the edge of the bed.

I walked over to the paper bag and peered in.

sure enough they got everything, and good brand names too.

"How'd you know what to get?" I frowned.

his lips pulled up into a proudful grin.

"Cute little blonde check-out girl" he licked his lips.

I quickly decided not to say anything more on the subject, instead I shooed him out, and began to get ready.

I curled the tips of my dark red hair, and slid product in.

did my makeup dark- and smoky

covered with false

alone, considering I didn't have any

Jesus for

lipstick on, to bring out my hair, and to finsish it off slid

the bathroom feeling

dread when I saw the shoes

stilettos were the highest thing i've ever seen, with their 6 inch heel heel, it almost

I can take apart an AR-15 and put it back together, but its

the main living room, holding

Slayer sat on the couch, watching

me like dehydrated dogs, both

good. svyatoye der'mo. holy shit." Slayer said, and Xavier nodded in

"Thanks. I'm not wearing these" U said as I held the stilettos for them

inward into a frown, "Why

I can't walk in these, its technically impossible. they are too

"They look

my head and stomped my foot

off the couch, and grabbed the shoes from

over the heel, and studied

assassin, you've killed people...and you're

"Big shoe" I corrected.

are wearing those shoes, I don't give a rats ass what you think. You

Fuckingfuckingfuckingfucking.

like Sin." I

came sins voice from the hotel room entry

was, dressed in a black satin suit, that complimented

pants, and his bottom lip ring was

he looked breath taking.

at him, and laughed "Like what

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