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.

family with anger issues, guns,

chewed on the inside of my mouth, as the door to

earlier tonight,

This asshole.

childish grin, as

my

CIA agent, would have joined the Mafia?" He spoke, his voice

onto my face, "we should write a Wattpad

"who'd want to read a book about our fucked

I smiled a little.

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

Dante Ravenwood..." He paused, "will you make me carrying you out of the river, worth while...and be

in a breath as I sat up, "I don't know..." I

Fuck yeah I knew.

mine, and a fire

dragged me off of

as I pressed myself into him, I molded myself

over mine, and everything seemed to

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

so much fucking shit, and it seems as though

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 maybe maybe

Fuck maybe.