The Russian Mobster: Russian Mafia Romance

**Later that evening

"Is it another whore dress?" I groaned as I got out of the shower, yes I know two showers in one day, props to me. I wrapped the towel tightly and securley around myself before walking out of the bathroom.

Me and Sin were going to meet his cousin at dinner tonight because apparently he was so "excited" to meet me.

"No its not a whore dress, and don't say another, because that other dress we made you wear wasn't a whore dress, suka."

Liar.

I frowned as he handed me a black dress.

"Go put on some clothes, your testing my self control" Sin said as he looked at my towel covered body.

Your testing my self control? Who says shit like that?

I mimicked him under my breath, as I walked away.

I slipped into the tight dress and smiled at my reflection, all though the dress was a little too short for my liking, I liked it. It was lace on the top half, and tight around my chest. The bottom half was a solid black and tight around my thighs.

I put on liquid eye liner over my lids and slipped on thick mascara to make my already long lashes- even longer. I applied some grey eye shadow to enhance my eye colour and lip gloss to top it off.

When I looked in the mirror, I had to admit, I looked pretty damn sexy.

A pair of black laced flats lay on my bead when I came out of the washroom, along with a note:

Suka, try not to break your neck in these?

~Sinister

Smart ass.

at the note, but graciously accepted the shoes, and they matched my 6 and a

feet are. I don't believe I ever told him my foot size, the little sneaky

his eyes locked onto me and an

I referring

that made his gorgeous eyes

as per

That fuck faced, dick headed,

I said as I walked closer to him, my breath hitched as his eyes burned into

If only he knew...

He breathed. But of course something had to ruin

on as per usual. If I didn't know him like I did, I'd never assume him to be in the Mafia, I'd almost assume him to be...innocent. But I knew better, and

looked like the mafia itself, his dark hair, looks so good that it made him menacing. I could be six years

a gun?" I

but Sin

"A gun?" Sinister asked.

a fucking tampon, yes

you..." Xavier looked at Sin's expression and stamped his foot "No, Sinister. No! I

Too late.

cheerfully as Sin handed me a mini strap gun that goes in like a hand

a black strap, as i wrapped

gave Xavier a victorious smile as

bet you don't even

I'll show him.

the sleeve in my hand, then cocking it back and sliding the sleeve back in, turning off safety mode I cocked it again and held it to him, one flick of