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.

Don't you dare get my..." I glanced down at my floor length, tight ivory colored wedding dress. God bless, he

It's not exactly the ideal attire for a physical interrogation but I didn't exactly have time to

man know how long it takes to

I hope he doesn't.

the Italian fuck face to try and make a move to

I had been there to apprehend the

I may have shot him

have". No, I

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

clean,

couldn't help but smile at how Sinister had

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was my 20th birthday,

I was,

weapon, so

cocky, stuck up, powerful, gorgeous, and

off the lights of the dimly

me, he had this victorious look in

height towered over me, he had taken a

had suddenly come to the epiphany that I could very well overpower him and steal his weapon, at the angle and direction we were

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

scope of the gun to my eyes, wanting

scope, I frowned as I lowered my gun to see Sin holding

A beautiful diamond ring.

gun. I

as he slowly

"Grey Aleksei Dante Rave-"

"YES."

I'm impatient.

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

"fine fine, continue venting."

formed together, "wait what? No. I'm not venting, Jesus child, I'm proposing, not

grinned "okay, okay. Go

He glared at me.

can do it, I believe in

and

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 will always protect you. Marry me, because you're the only one I want to grow old

my face, I had never been so

marry me? Is that right?"