The Russian Mobster: Russian Mafia Romance novel Chapter 24

I shoved a gun into my waist band, I almost jumped at how cold the metal was against my skin, and then again I realized how long it had been since I had a gun in my waistband.

Jesus these Mafia Scum are really fucking up my brain, if they weren't so damn good looking, and sexy as hell...I probably would have left by now.

Screw my hormones.

I was just done with Sins bullshit, he can't tell me that he doesn't care about me, and then get mad when I'm with someone else. I wasn't even "with" Xavier, we just fell asleep.

Bi-polar little fucker.

I wasn't running away or anything, I just needed a breather.

And what better way to spend this lovely 2:12 am morning, than a walk on the beach with a gun shoved in your pants.

Getting out would be a problem, I was in my room, and sinister was in his.

I know that might not seem like a huge deal, but if he had happened to be awake, and caught me....a 200 pound man against a 110 pound girl...the odds aren't even.

I pulled my long red hair into a high pony tail, pulling it tight I slipped out of my room.

It was dark and still.

The only light came from the bright red numbers on the microwave reading 2:15 a.m.

Tiptoeing across the open floor board I came across the door and gave a pull. Locked.

Dick. Fuck. Shit. Ass. Damn. Fuckk!!!

Okay okay get your shit together. He probably just set the keys down on the table or...Something.

I walked over to the kitchen counter and table, and flipped through papers- hoping that he had just set it down, but there was nothing.

Just bills for warehouses and electricity.

Reluctantly I reached my last resort-Sin had the keys.

I walked over to his room, and almost forgot what my purpose was for wanting the keys actually was.

I needed the keys to open the door. And I needed the doors open to go for a walk.

I sighed. That sounded stupid in my head, i couldn't imagine having to explain if i was to get caught.

It all just looked like I was trying to escape, and i mean I guess i was.

I needed to leave these Mafia men, i mean this was all practically my fault. I would get them all killed if the Italians found out that they were hiding a burned CIA assassin.