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.

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

ideal attire for a physical interrogation but I didn't exactly have

man know how long it takes to get into this

I hope he doesn't.

fuck face to try and make a move to escape the dungeon

I had been there to apprehend the

overstatement, I may have shot him in the

"may have". No, I definitely

shoot him in his no-no-square, but I

a fortune to clean, and also, I didn't feel

married. I couldn't help but

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my 20th birthday, we had

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

have enough time to raise my weapon, so I stood

smile, his cocky, stuck up,

off the lights of

he had this victorious look

height towered over me, he had

very well overpower him and steal his weapon, at the angle and direction

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

the ground a small smile still on his face, and I raised the scope of the gun to my eyes, wanting

the scope, I frowned as

A beautiful diamond ring.

gun.

his smile as he slowly raised himself up to

"Grey Aleksei Dante Rave-"

"YES."

I'm impatient.

don't even know what I was going to say. Maybe I was trying to tell you that you're kicked out of the

"fine fine, continue venting."

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

grinned "okay, okay.

He glared at me.

do it, I believe in you."

and

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

face, I had never

marry