The Russian Mobster: Russian Mafia Romance novel Chapter 32

Breathe.

Breathe, c'mon Grey breathe.

I stared at myself in the mirror, my pale skin was flushed, and my eyes were bloodshot.

It had been 24 minutes and 17 seconds since Viktor made his "little visit".

Okay, okay okay okay okay....

What I do know is that Viktor is not trying to murder me or kidnap me like I thought. That's a plus.

But also, he says that there are so many things that I don't know, he didn't tell me what, and didn't give me so much as a fucking clue. But he told me that he could help and gave me a fücking phone.

I didn't trust that bastard, not for one minute, but he said everyone that I've ever cared about was in danger, and I'd do anything, anything at all to save the people that I love.

"Grey?" Sins voice stabbed me out of my Daze.

Shit.

His face appeared in the door way, his dark hair was wild and gorgeous, his ice eyes glittering like a thousand little ocean diamonds.

It's going to be soo fucking hard to tell him that I needed to talk to Viktor, who just happened to drop by twenty minutes before he walked in, and also knows more than we ever thought, and wants to murder him...

Well actually I think he already knows that Viktor wants to kill him, but still I think it would be better to keep all of this on the "down low".

He frowned a little when he saw me, "Grey? Are you good?"

My eyes blinked back toward his and I smiled, "yeah sorry, I'm just really happy that we're..."

I remembered the kiss....

Suddenly Viktor, and the Italians....and pretty much all of my problems went away.

He likes me. And I like him.

I think I can 100% agree that, that this was the best peice of news a girl could come to a conclusion to;

He likes me, and I like him.

He seemed to practically read me as he took a step forward, I felt my cheeks go hot, and a weird tingle in the pit of my stomach as he pressed against me.

His eyes went from my eyes to my lips, as he leaned forward, my heart was pounding.

"I know." He breathed, his minty ice breath engulfed me, "me too."

And then his lips pressed to mine, his bottom lip curling around mine, his hands wrapped around my waist, trailing up and down the lower part of my back.

I all but moaned as I pressed into his intoxicating taste, his mouth moved in sync with my lips as he backed me up to the back wall of the room.

My back hit the wall as I wrapped my hands around his neck.

He softly bit my lower lip with a grin, as his lips made love to mine.

He pulled me impossibly close as he lifted me into his arms, my legs and thighs curling around his lower waist.

He spun me around as he carried me to my bed, pressing me down on the bed as he broke the kiss to grin at me, and sadly, I seemed to have let my horny suppressed teenager side get to the best of me as yanked him down on top of me.

I felt him smile against my lips as he felt his way along my ass, his hard-on pressed against my lower stomach.