The Russian Mobster: Russian Mafia Romance

Grey POV

What the fucking fuck.

I'm in the mother fucking Mafia.

Who would have thought, that the "type" of people I had sought out to destroy, became my new...family.

Kinda.

Slayer still kinda gets on my nerves, Nikolai is a creepy cutie, Xavier is...Xavier, and Sinister...well I really didn't know what he was to me. Was he my boyfriend? My "mob boss with benefits" ?

I didn't have a mother fucking clue.

all I knew was two things.

1- I'm in the Russian Mafia bitch.

2- I am unconditionally, and unmistakably, head over heels for Sinister.

It's a crazy thought, and even now as I sit, playing with a gun, dressed in my monkey pajamas in resemblance to the aftermath of me swearing to omertà, sitting on the bed of a Mob bosses hotel room, I'm happy.

Sitting on Sinister's bed-to be more specific.

I was, truly happy, for the first time since my whole family was taken from me.

I have a new family now.

with anger issues, guns, and panty-dropping

my mouth, as the door to Sinister's room

suit from earlier

This asshole.

as he stepped towards

felt my cheeks

would have joined the Mafia?" He

broke out onto my

want to

I smiled a little.

bore into mine, as he looked at me

Ravenwood..." He paused, "will you make me carrying you

sucked in a breath as I

Fuck yeah I knew.

and

weaken, as he dragged me off of

myself into him, I molded myself

over mine, and

have been to hell and back, I have lived through the massacre of my family, I've come to senses on the fact that my father was in the Mafia, I've been shot at, isolated, kidnapped, beaten, almost-raped, and Ive spent half of

fucking shit, and it seems

didn't fall over that bridge, maybe if I didn't beat

maybe, maybe

Fuck maybe.