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.

my floor length, tight ivory colored wedding dress. God bless, he didn't

ideal attire for a physical interrogation but

this man know how long it

I hope he doesn't.

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

there to apprehend the little

apprehend is kind of an overstatement, I may have shot him in the

not "may have". No, I definitely shot him

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

a fortune to clean, and also,

I couldn't help but

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birthday, we had

badass I was, when Sin had snuck up, his gun pointed

weapon, so I stood there, waiting to

his cocky, stuck up, powerful, gorgeous,

glinted off the lights of the

eyes smiled at me, he had this victorious look in

over me, he had taken a

him and steal his weapon, at the angle

leg around his ankle, forcing him to the ground. I then kneed

his face, and I raised the scope of the gun

in the scope, I frowned as I lowered my gun to see

A beautiful diamond ring.

gun. I

his smile as he slowly raised himself up to one

"Grey Aleksei Dante Rave-"

"YES."

I'm impatient.

I was trying to tell you

"fine fine, continue venting."

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

I grinned "okay,

He glared at me.

I believe in you." I

and shook his

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 will always protect you. Marry me,

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

want to marry