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.

anger issues, guns, and

inside of my mouth, as the door to Sinister's

the suit from earlier tonight, his hair messy-yet FUCKINNG

This asshole.

a childish grin, as he

felt my cheeks

would have thought the CIA agent, would have joined the

my face, "we should write a Wattpad

face and shook his head, "who'd want to

I smiled a little.

ice eyes, bore into mine, as he looked at me

Aleksei Dante Ravenwood..." He paused, "will you make me carrying you out of

breath as I sat up, "I don't

Fuck yeah I knew.

with mine, and

felt my legs weaken, as he dragged me

I pressed myself into him, I

lips formed over mine, and everything seemed

I've come to senses on the fact that my father was in the Mafia, I've been shot at, isolated,

fucking shit, and it seems as

maybe if I didn't fall over that bridge, maybe if I didn't beat the shit outta Viktor, maybe if I didn't join the academy, maybe if I didn't swear

maybe, maybe maybe maybe

Fuck maybe.