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.

issues,

chewed on the inside of my mouth, as the door

earlier tonight, his hair

This asshole.

grin, as he stepped towards my sprawled

felt my

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

slow grin broke out onto my

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

I smiled a little.

mine, as he looked at me with

you make me carrying you out of the

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

Fuck yeah I knew.

connected with mine, and a fire burned between

he dragged me off of the bed, and

I pressed myself into him, I molded myself

mine, and

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 my life

been through so much fucking shit, and it seems

maybe if I didn't beat the shit outta Viktor, maybe if I didn't join the academy, maybe if

maybe, maybe maybe maybe

Fuck maybe.