The Russian Mobster: Russian Mafia Romance

GREY'S POV:

"What the shit fuck is going on?"

My fists froze in place as they were about to smash into some Italian scums face.

I frowned and turned towards Xavier, his dark eyebrows flew into his hairline as he stared at my situation.

Oh yeah, this might not look right.

I was wearing my wedding dress, while interrogating some bastard Italian prick fuck, who had targeted our trafficking shipment.

I had been warned not to get into "mischief" or ruin my expensive gown that I was supposed to walk down the isle with in a matter of minutes.

Yuck, formalities can suck my dick. I hate the color white, and I hate waiting for some religious pastor dude to have Sinister and I married.

It takes too fucking long.

Also I just want our honeymoon to happen already so I can fuck that sexy emo God.

Mamà likey.

"Grey?" Xavier's face pure shock.

I wiped my hands on a towel.

"Hm?"

"What the fuck are you doing?"

I frowned and suddenly realization dawned on me.

Ohh, I think he's talking about my interrogation that he rudely interrupted.

"Interrogation. What does it look like I'm doing , you dumb fuck?"

(Jk ily)

He said nothing, only stared at my situation, his mouth opening and closing as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't bring himself to form the words.

Whatta moron.

I jumped back when the Italian sum spat up blood at me.

floor length, tight ivory colored wedding dress. God bless, he didn't get any blood

exactly the ideal attire for a physical interrogation

how long it takes to get into this

I hope he doesn't.

for the Italian fuck face to try and make a move to

there to

an overstatement, I may

"may have". No, I definitely shot

me to shoot him in his no-no-square, but I couldn't take him

fortune to clean, and also, I

still couldn't believe I was getting married. I couldn't help but smile at how Sinister had asked

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20th birthday,

I was, when Sin had snuck up, his gun

my weapon, so I stood

up, powerful, gorgeous, and absolutely heart

the lights

smiled at me, he had this victorious look in those beautiful

me, he

could very well overpower him and steal his weapon, at the angle and direction we were standing

hooked my leg around his ankle, forcing him to the ground. I then kneed him in the stomach and lurched forward so I was able to

raised the scope of the gun to my

frowned as I lowered

A beautiful diamond ring.

my gun. I couldn't

his smile as he slowly raised

"Grey Aleksei Dante Rave-"

"YES."

I'm impatient.

was trying to tell you that you're kicked out of the Mafia, and this is your going away

"fine fine, continue venting."

I'm not venting, Jesus child, I'm proposing, not

grinned "okay, okay. Go

He glared at me.

do it, I believe in

and

breathed "Grey Aleksei Dante Ravenwood, marry me. Marry me, because I will never force you into heels again. Marry me, because every time we go to the beach, I'll throw you into the water. Marry me, because you'll always be my little suka. Marry me, because I'll chase you to Paris and back. Marry me because I need you. Marry me, because I

I had never been so happy in my

a sec, you want to marry me? Is that