The Russian Mobster: Russian Mafia Romance

I shoved a gun into my waist band, I almost jumped at how cold the metal was against my skin, and then again I realized how long it had been since I had a gun in my waistband.

Jesus these Mafia Scum are really fucking up my brain, if they weren't so damn good looking, and sexy as hell...I probably would have left by now.

Screw my hormones.

I was just done with Sins bullshit, he can't tell me that he doesn't care about me, and then get mad when I'm with someone else. I wasn't even "with" Xavier, we just fell asleep.

Bi-polar little fucker.

I wasn't running away or anything, I just needed a breather.

And what better way to spend this lovely 2:12 am morning, than a walk on the beach with a gun shoved in your pants.

Getting out would be a problem, I was in my room, and sinister was in his.

I know that might not seem like a huge deal, but if he had happened to be awake, and caught me....a 200 pound man against a 110 pound girl...the odds aren't even.

I pulled my long red hair into a high pony tail, pulling it tight I slipped out of my room.

It was dark and still.

The only light came from the bright red numbers on the microwave reading 2:15 a.m.

the open floor board I came across the

Shit. Ass.

get your shit together. He probably just set the keys down on the

kitchen counter and table, and flipped through papers- hoping that he had just set

bills for warehouses

my last resort-Sin

room, and almost forgot what my purpose was for wanting the keys actually

keys to open the door. And I needed the doors open to go for

my head, i couldn't imagine having to explain if i was to

looked like I was trying to escape, and i mean I guess i

this was all practically my fault. I would get them all killed if the Italians found out that they were hiding

to myself change of plans, my simple late night (or early morning) walk

knob to his room, the door let out a small creak and I winced at the fear of

room. He was there

hidden under the blankets. His

as I looked over to his dresser for a set of keys, when I suddenly spotted

took a few small steps until I hovered over

move I swiped the keys, pressing the cool

him I spun on my heels

the door I jolted it open, and took a step out when suddenly I felt a firm arm wrap

back into the room, I looked and saw Sin as he practically threw