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.

get my..." I glanced down at my floor length, tight ivory colored wedding dress. God bless, he didn't get any blood

okay okay, I see you Xavier. It's not exactly the ideal attire for a physical

long it takes to

I hope he doesn't.

to try and make a move to escape the

I had been there to apprehend the little

I may have shot

not "may have". No, I definitely shot

his no-no-square, but

a fortune to clean, and

couldn't believe I was getting married. I couldn't help but smile at how

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was my 20th birthday, we

been winning, like the fiery badass I

my weapon, so

stuck up, powerful, gorgeous, and absolutely

glinted off the lights of the dimly

had this victorious

height towered over me, he

very well overpower him

the ground. I then kneed him in the stomach and lurched forward so I was able to grab his gun

ground a small smile still on his face, and I raised the scope of the gun to my eyes, wanting to shoot him right in the tits, because I'm weird

I frowned as I lowered

A beautiful diamond ring.

gun. I

saw his smile as he slowly raised

"Grey Aleksei Dante Rave-"

"YES."

I'm impatient.

know what I was going to say. Maybe I was trying to tell you that you're kicked out

"fine fine, continue venting."

what? No. I'm not venting, Jesus child, I'm proposing, not telling you my

I grinned "okay, okay.

He glared at me.

I believe in

and

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 will always protect you. Marry me, because you're the only one I want to grow old with. Marry me, because our love is the only thing that will ever truly stay gold. Marry me, because even through being drugged, kidnapped, bombed, shot at, yelled at, cursed at, and so much more, we have stayed together. Marry

poured down my face, I had never been so happy in

you want to marry