The Russian Mobster: Russian Mafia Romance

Chapter 12

"yebat'! Fuck!" he screamed at me as he pushed me into the car, and a rather nice car at that, if I wasn't mistaken it was a Ferrari Enzo.

I smiled proudly at myself as he slid the belt around my waist and slammed the door.

I kicked him in his dick, and right now I was quite proud of my aim.

He started the car, pushing his foot hard into the accelerator.

"Don't ever, grab me again." I muttered to him.

I saw a small smile form on the tips of his lips, "You have a strong kick,

malen'kaya devochka. Little girl." He muttered.

"It'll be even more painful when i take these shoes" I waved the heels in his face "And shove them against your dick, while shoving my foot up your ass hole.".

"That shouldn't have made me hard." He muttered. But I sure as fuck heard him.

I shook my head.

"So what is this dinner anyways? And why do I have to dress like a whore?" I asked.

His hands gripped the wheel, "You don't need to know. Just stay quiet, and everything should go okay."

"Um excuse me Mr. Sinister, I kinda need a little more than a script."

"Don't call me that." He muttered, never keeping his eyes off the road.

"I think I want to, that is unless you want to tell me why I'm suppose to be a Slut, and why were going out to dinner." I muttered.

He sighed, his knuckles grew white on the steering wheel of his Ferrari.

"My supplier. That's all you need to know, pretend like this dinner is one of your missions. My supplier is the bad guy. Stay away from him."

"I am a trained assassin." I said with a smile "I could you know...take him out."

He let out a noise that sounded like something in between a laugh and a sigh.

"What's his name?" I tried again.

His foot pressed harder on the Excelerator as he sped up, "Viktor."

He seemed touchy at the subject, so I decided to be a good person for once and drop it.

I pressed my head against the window and sighed, what have I gotten myself into?

"Just...don't mention anything about who you are." He muttered.

"Yeah duh."

He pulled into a place called coucher de soleil. I guessed a fancy French restaurant.

It was gorgeous, a large white marbled building with glass windows and red roses surrounding the base of the building.

with a smile.

He asked me. (You speak

"Oui" I smiled. (Yes)

out of the car holding me up as

took a few wobbled

can't carry you

you asshole, god I'm not an idiot

couldn't ten

past. I don't look

you might

why Mr. Solvact, would I want

you just dropped your purse

by a waiter who showed us

do not talk." He said through gritted teeth as we

A voice called and I turned to see this so

tall, and built, with thick dark tuffs of hair, and

was pale, and his lips looked stained

jawline was chizzled to perfection, his teeth were white and

presence left a tingly

very very hot. Let's just leave it at

is?" He asked, his voice was

eyes stared into

Grey." Sin

eyes never left

such an overpowering and controlling voice that made me get the point that in this

Grey." He said as his warm hands grasped mine, and his pale pink lips landed a

all sin had told me

noise as he led me to

on

me, and Viktor also sat across from

Sins eyes flickered over to me. "Ne volnuytes', ona ne ponimayet

she doesn't understand Russian, her IQ doesn't reach quite that

table, making

motion

eyes remained trained on mine,

eyes flickered over to

"Da"

reluctantly left

mogu prodolzhat' postavlyat' vam ruki, poka vy ne mozhete obespechit' mne slovo bezopasnosti

supply you arms until you can

kind of artillery

Viktor ne perestanet prodolzhit' rabotu vashikh muzhchin. Sovetskiy

mogu bez

men's work. The Soviet Mafia cannot continue to thrive without me, and I cannot thrive

out, as they both spoke in fluent Russian, which I understood. I continued to play the role of an idiot who

of back and forth mafia conversating, they seemed to actually

turned to me, his eyes trained on me, "So Grey...how old are

I was to

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