The Russian Mobster: Russian Mafia Romance

Chapter 22

The next morning I woke up feeling surprisingly well, my usual headache wasn't there, and the constant feel like I was about to die, was nonexistent...for the moment.

I showered and dressed into a casual black and flowered print dress, with black ballet flats.

I left my hair down, and put on some lip gloss.

I walked out into the living room to find Xavier sitting and watching Tv.

"Morning." He said without looking up from the telivison.

"Morning yourself, hey is that all you do? watch TV?"

"Yeah. When it's Adventure time." He muttered, still not looking away from the TV, where some pink space princess was.

"How old are you again?" I asked.

"Twenty-three." He muttered, I think he knew what he had coming.

"You're twenty-three and you are watching a pink fat blob?"

"Hey, that's lumpy space princess!" He yelled, finally turning his head to look at me.

"Mmmh." I rolled my eyes.

"Wanna watch?"

"Yes."

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After about three hours of Adventure time, I realized that I hadn't eaten dinner yet, so when the TV show marathon was over I walked into the kitchen.

There was absolutely no food, except for three cases of beer, and a box of Eggo waffles.

Eggo waffles it is, and after a very nourishing breakfast Sin walked in.

Looking nice as always in his tight black shirt and pants, with his jet black hair combed and his icy pale blue eyes alert.

His eyes darted over to mine, but then remained back on Xavier.

"There was movement out side the hotel last night. Mozhet byt' , ital'yantsy" (Could be the Italians)

"You guys do realize that I speak Russian, right?" I said with a sarcastic wink.

forgot, well that sucks now we can't

could."

"Right." He sighed.

asked "They were here last

Sin said, while running

guys go again?" Xavier asked, folding his

to internally smile. "For a

brow,

clenched my teeth,

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the rest of the afternoon in my room, playing

the closet out of pure boredom to

last night to wear to the beach, but those

but I hate dresses and this was the

to go to bed naked around a bunch of Horny

I really did, they

walked out of the room, combing through my hair with

called out walking towards his room, a few things that I didn't understand was that why Xavier spent his entire day in this hotel room, when he has a perfectly good one next door. Slayer keeps to himself, I

knocked on his door once

And there he was.

Shirtless.

forced my eyes to stay up to his face, even though I caught a glimpse of a beautiful 8-pack. Or was

My eyes flickered.

yup, definitely an

What do

front of me, "clothes... I

eyebrow at me, "you have no more

I shook my head.

to his drawer, handing me one of his button up dress shirts, "then wear this to

about to argue when there was a loud pounding on the door, He over to the

me." He

can you get? I've trained

walked

was behind it. I knew it was serious when I saw

"Get inside." He growled.

I turned to

hair was now stained with blood, his right cheek

outer most arm seemed

him, he winced as I led him over to the couch to

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