The Russian Mobster: Russian Mafia Romance

Chapter 25

SIN'S POV!!! (Sorry I know I haven't done these lately)

I stood there dumbfounded, and wordless.

She left, she really left.

It was my fault. I told her that I didn't care about her, when I really did.

I guess that was my own way of dealing and coping with reality was just to push things away, and pretend like nothing ever happened.

But here was this gorgeous, strong, girl who had flipped my world upside down.

She made me rethink everything that I did, and that wasn't okay. The Soviet Mafia would crash and burn without me, and she was making me question everything that I did for my Country. It just wasn't safe.

So I did the only thing that I knew how to do...and that was to push her away.

I had never really taken an interest into a specific girl, sure I would see some hot chick and fuck her, or I would go through a line of strippers and whores.

But Grey was probably the first girl that I had talked to, liked, and not fucked.

And sure that isn't a Bonnie and Clyde, or a Romeo and Juliet Romance, but it was more than I've ever had.

But now she was fucking gone.

I pulled out my phone, and dialed Nikolai's number.

"I need you to do something for me..."

GREY'S POV

I pulled the cheap dollar store hood over my head, thankful for the black cloth to protect me.

I wasn't really going to the Italians, they'd kill me.

Paris, although I spent most

banks around the world,

me across the face. I shuttered

was winter, and the middle of the night, but I was still

show you how much I know about the real

surprised that there was a shop open this late at night, but I was thankful for this cheap

as much so as New York

I left the Hotel and I internally punched myself for

the pockets of my jacket until they clamped down on the handle of my handgun. I reassured

Italians-and they were trailing me. Then

it out in the open, so I did a little half run-half walk across the street, and into an ally behind some cheap closed sushi restaurant- and sure enough...the car

back deeper until I was in the shadows, and the lights of the car washed over the wall next

rumble the car shut

were all dressed in

were

called out- a familiar

Viktor.

my teeth and stupidly

to reveal his per-usual gorgeous face. I grimaced at

of his sides remained

flickered over me...all

those Russian fucks?" I noticed that his probably fake Russian accent was now completely gone, and replaced by a

gritted my teeth, "I don't need

upwards in a mocking smirk, "You

doing this? Basically starting a war

was bound to happen, sweetie. The Italians and the Russians have always been in war, maybe not always in the flesh, but war has always been there. You are just a..." He licked

asked,

one its my turn for a question..."

a girl." I

has the skills and abilities that you posses just by birth. You must have trained,

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