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.

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

you Xavier. It's not exactly the ideal attire for a physical

this man know how long it takes to

I hope he doesn't.

Italian fuck face to try and make a

I had been there to apprehend

kind of an overstatement, I may

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

him in his no-no-square,

to clean, and

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

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was my 20th birthday, we had gone paint

winning, like the fiery badass I was, when Sin had snuck up, his

raise my weapon, so I stood there, waiting to be

smile, his cocky, stuck up, powerful,

ring glinted off the

he had this victorious look

over me, he had taken

overpower him and steal his

hesitation, I 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

face, and I raised the scope of the gun to

shinny appeared in the scope, I frowned as I lowered my

A beautiful diamond ring.

dropped my gun.

his smile as he slowly raised

"Grey Aleksei Dante Rave-"

"YES."

I'm impatient.

to say. Maybe I was trying to tell you that you're kicked out of the Mafia, and this is

"fine fine, continue venting."

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

I grinned "okay,

He glared at me.

can do it, I believe in you." I

and shook

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

had

to marry me?