The Russian Mobster: Russian Mafia Romance
Chapter 37 (Additional Chapter)
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.
my..." I glanced down at my floor length, tight ivory colored wedding dress. God
exactly the ideal attire for a
know how long it takes to get
I hope he doesn't.
for the Italian fuck face to try and make a
I had been there to
overstatement, I may have shot him in
I definitely
his
thing is a fortune to clean, and also, I
believe I was getting married. I couldn't help but smile at
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20th birthday, we had gone
remember I had been winning, like the fiery badass I was, when Sin had snuck up, his gun pointed at
raise my weapon, so
his smile, his cocky, stuck up, powerful, gorgeous, and absolutely
off the lights of
icy eyes smiled at me, he had
towered over me, he had
could very well overpower him and steal
ankle, forcing him to the ground. I then kneed him in the stomach and lurched forward so I was able to grab his gun
the ground a small smile still on his face, and I raised the scope of the gun to my eyes,
as I lowered my gun
A beautiful diamond ring.
dropped my gun. I
his smile as he slowly raised
"Grey Aleksei Dante Rave-"
"YES."
I'm impatient.
know what I was going to say. Maybe I was trying to tell you that you're kicked out of the Mafia, and this is your going away
"fine fine, continue venting."
brows formed together, "wait what? No. I'm not venting, Jesus
grinned "okay,
He glared at me.
can do it, I
and shook
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 me, because our love is the only thing that will ever truly stay gold. Marry me, because even through being drugged, kidnapped, bombed, shot at, yelled at, cursed at, and so
had never been so
sec, you want to marry