The Russian Mobster: Russian Mafia Romance

Chapter 12

"yebat'! Fuck!" he screamed at me as he pushed me into the car, and a rather nice car at that, if I wasn't mistaken it was a Ferrari Enzo.

I smiled proudly at myself as he slid the belt around my waist and slammed the door.

I kicked him in his dick, and right now I was quite proud of my aim.

He started the car, pushing his foot hard into the accelerator.

"Don't ever, grab me again." I muttered to him.

I saw a small smile form on the tips of his lips, "You have a strong kick,

malen'kaya devochka. Little girl." He muttered.

"It'll be even more painful when i take these shoes" I waved the heels in his face "And shove them against your dick, while shoving my foot up your ass hole.".

"That shouldn't have made me hard." He muttered. But I sure as fuck heard him.

I shook my head.

"So what is this dinner anyways? And why do I have to dress like a whore?" I asked.

His hands gripped the wheel, "You don't need to know. Just stay quiet, and everything should go okay."

"Um excuse me Mr. Sinister, I kinda need a little more than a script."

"Don't call me that." He muttered, never keeping his eyes off the road.

"I think I want to, that is unless you want to tell me why I'm suppose to be a Slut, and why were going out to dinner." I muttered.

He sighed, his knuckles grew white on the steering wheel of his Ferrari.

"My supplier. That's all you need to know, pretend like this dinner is one of your missions. My supplier is the bad guy. Stay away from him."

"I am a trained assassin." I said with a smile "I could you know...take him out."

He let out a noise that sounded like something in between a laugh and a sigh.

"What's his name?" I tried again.

His foot pressed harder on the Excelerator as he sped up, "Viktor."

He seemed touchy at the subject, so I decided to be a good person for once and drop it.

I pressed my head against the window and sighed, what have I gotten myself into?

"Just...don't mention anything about who you are." He muttered.

"Yeah duh."

He pulled into a place called coucher de soleil. I guessed a fancy French restaurant.

It was gorgeous, a large white marbled building with glass windows and red roses surrounding the base of the building.

sighed with

français?" He asked me. (You speak

"Oui" I smiled. (Yes)

car holding me up as I reluctantly pulled

a

"I can't

you to you asshole, god I'm not an idiot I can

"you couldn't ten

the past.

you might

impatiently "and why Mr. Solvact, would I want to

you just dropped your purse

waiter who showed us to our

He said through gritted teeth

Solvact, welcome." A voice called and I turned to see this so

dark tuffs

was pale, and his lips

chizzled to perfection, his teeth were white

left a tingly

was very very hot. Let's just leave it

this is?" He asked, his voice was smooth

eyes stared

is Grey."

eyes never left

controlling voice that made me get the point that in this situation, I had no last

and

all sin had told me not to talk

made a gruff noise as he led me to

on

down, across from me, and Viktor also

"Ne

to business. Don't worry she doesn't understand Russian,

the table, making sure my heels dug

small motion of irritation, but

mine, "vy uvereny?" (Are

over to mine, as

"Da"

eyes reluctantly left

zashchishcheny, ya ne mogu prodolzhat' postavlyat' vam ruki, poka vy ne mozhete obespechit' mne

cannot continue to supply you arms until you can secure me your

frowned, arms? What kind of artillery was he supplying

ponimayu, no Viktor ne perestanet prodolzhit' rabotu vashikh muzhchin. Sovetskiy Mafiya ne mozhet prodolzhat' protsvetat' bez

bez tebya

to continue your men's work. The Soviet Mafia cannot continue to thrive without me, and I cannot thrive

fluent Russian, which I understood. I continued to play the role of an idiot who did now understand a lick of

forth mafia conversating, they

trained on me, "So Grey...how old are

the urge to look at Sin, to ask if I was to speak, and

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