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The Russian Mobster: Russian Mafia Romance novel Chapter 30

"Morning sleeping beauty." Xavier said, it was about an hour after my heated make out session with Sin, and the blush on my cheeks wouldn't go away. I had managed to get the swelling in my lips under control, but I couldn't control my hormones that made me wanna fuck Sin. Like now.

"It wasn't sleeping, it was drugs." I grumbled as I pushed past his tall figure, and into the kitchen.

"Ooh, someone's grumpy." He muttered as he walked off.

I actually wasn't grumpy, in fact I was the happiest I had been since I'd first met the crazy Russians. Although I was a little upset that they had drugged, and kidnapped me.

I grabbed a paper coffee cup and filled it with filter water, taking a sip I hopped up on the counter.

I put my head into my lap and sighed, I was in deep shit.

"Knock knock." A deep voice interrupted my premature thoughts.

Okay, WHY DO YOU SAY 'KNOCK KNOCK'?! WHY DONT YOU JUST KNOCK, YOU DEFEATED THE PURPOSE OF KNOCKING.

Okay, I may be a little grumpy.

I pulled my head up to see Sin standing in the doorway, dark wild mops and bright blue eyes.

His pale tall figure filing up the door-frame.

My eyes flickered to his perfectly pink lips.

"You okay?" He asked as his eyes studied me.

I couldn't stand to be in the same room with him, he was messing with my hormones...and my head.

I hopped off the counter, taking a final sip of my water, I began to make my way past him.

He caught my shoulders, mid-escape.

"Grey...you all good?" He asked.

I pursed my lips, no everything wasn't 'all good'.

He was messing with my head, making me pissed off, happy, sad, and then kissing me senseless.

"Yep." I made a move to push past him, but I think he had different plans for me.

He gripped my waist and pulled me up on the counter, positioning himself in between my legs, making me look at him in the eyes, but even with the added height, I wasn't even close to his sexy height.

How is height sexy? I don't know, but on him, it's fucking sexy.

"What's the matter?" He asked, his eyes searching mine for an answer of some sort.

Suck it asshole, you ain't gonna find an answer from my eyes.

I cleared my throat. "Nothing, nothing at all."

I'm such a liar.

His icy eyes softened, "Please?"

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