《The Russian Mobster: Russian Mafia Romance》


 Chapter 1

    Chapter 1


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    I sprinted along the rooftops, pausing every now and then to check my time.


    My steps never faltered, my breath never hitched, and I was indestructible.


    I slid off the tin paneling roof, slipping down the rain covered metal, I gripped onto a pipe and swung


    myself down,nding perfectly


    Wiping the blood off my hands and sliding the knife back into my hidden side strap,


    I sighed and straightened out my thin ck dress. I hiked up my straps and tucked my wig behind my


    ears, I then walked into the restaurant.


    "Ms. Rnd we missed you." Stebninsky greeted me as he rose and helped me into my seat.


    Rnd was my fake name that the agency gave to me for my mission, all I had to do now was retrieve


    the stolenunch codes from Stebninsky''s front jacket pocket, and I was home free.


    "Oh yes, pardon me I had to freshen up." I said shing him a bright and fake smile.


    He nodded and took his seat, one of his many body guards suddenly leaned down and whispered


    something into his ear.


    I pretended to act oblivious, and looked around the room like the idiot my fake identity had prone me


    out to be.


    "Miss, I am sorry for the rude interruption but I am afraid I have to be going, I have buisness to take


    care of, my guard will make sure you make it home safely."


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    Bullsh?t.


    I nodded, "what business?"


    He''s probably going to go jack-off.


    He gave me a bull shit answer.


    "Charity fundraisers. I need to set up for the fundraisers for tomorrow and I''m afraid it cannot wait.


    Goodbye."


    Lies.


    He stood, bowed down to me, shot one of his guards a look and left.


    That''s right, bow down to me motherf¨¹cker.


    "I have to relieve myself, excuse me." I said softly as I briskly walked past the guard.


    I needed those codes, and now was my chance, I wouldn''t and couldn''t fail.


    I walked down a hall, slipping past the kitchen I made my way out to the back ally of the restaurant and


    sure enough, I found Stebninsky surrounded by two body guards talking to a man hidden by the


    shadows.


    Four against one? No problem.


    I sighed as I pressed my hands together and slid out my hand gun with its silencer.


    I stepped out from the shadows and aimed my gun at the guards first, they went down fast and silent


    with the excuse of a popping like noise the gun made.


    The two men turned to me; horror struck.


    "Good evening mr.Stebninsky, let me formally introduce myself as not the Idiot you so rudely ditched in


    there. Now let me make myself perfectly clear, don''t try bullshit with me right now. Take off your jacket


    andy it down on the ground." I muttered inly.


    The look on his face was priceless, it almost made me feel bad for the guy as he shed his jacket.


    His stance was rigid with fear...what a pussy.


    The guy from the shadows remained silent.


    "You" I said pointing to shadow guy over there. "Keep your mouth shut or this bullet will go through your


    face."


    "Okay." was all the voice said.


    Creepy creepy.


    "Hand me theunch codes." I demanded.


    Stebninsky''s face faltered, "w-what?"


    I pulled the trigger as the bullet shot through his hand.


    His face pinched and reddened from trying to cope with the sting of the bullet.


    "Don''t ''what'' me, now be a good boy and hand. Me. The. Launch. Codes." I said motioning to the


    papers sticking from his jacket.


    "Little girl, you have no idea what your dealing with." He warned through clenched teeth.


    I sighed, I heard that all the time, "I''m afraid I do Mr. Stebninsky, now hand me the codes or you can


    say goodbye to your other hand." I shrugged "your choice."


    He carefully slid the papers into my hand and took a step back, sweat glistened on his face in the


    moonlight.


    Ew.


    I gripped the papers and nodded, "it was a pleasure boys. Mr. Stebninsky. Mr. Creepy Shadow man


    over there. Goodbye."


    I began to take a step back when I added "and don''t bother calling that boss of yours, while I was


    ''freshening up'' I had the curtsey of killing him." I bowed with a grin. "You''re most wee."


    And I was off, Running with the papers of billion dor missile strikeunch codes, not many 19 year


    olds get to experience this terrific moment. I had to get the codes sent back to base quickly.


    Suddenly I heard voices, and I silently cursed myself as I crouched behind a dumpster.


    I''m such f¨¹cking trash.


    "Mr. Solvact who was she? Shepromised our entire mission!"


    I heard foot steps so I held my breath and shut my eyes tight.


    "I f¨¹cking know that. Find her!" The angry voice yelled as the footsteps drifted off.


    He''s spicy.


    The second I was in the clear I ran, hating my cockiness for not carrying a cell phone, or having


    emergency backup n. This is the one time I wish I didn''t work alone.


    I had to get this stupid outfit off.


    I walked over to the roof entrance and grabbed my bag, walking to a gas station, I dressed.


    I slid off the ridiculous blonde pixi cut wig, and ran ab through my long bright red hair.


    I slid off the horrid dress and slid into my agent getup.


    It was long skinny ck pants, with a dark leather top and a thick ck jacket.


    I tucked the dress and wig into the trash, and smiled at my reflection, my grey eyes were bright and


    shinning.


    After all that''s were I got my name from: my eye colour.


    I was walking down the street, trying to fly under the radar until I could get the next flight back to


    California where headquarters was.


    Suddenly I heard something behind me and turned to see Stebninsky, my heart began to pound but he


    didn''t seem to regognize me.


    Thank Jesus.


    Instead he was busy yelling at this guy, it was too dark to see who.


    "You lost the papers! They were mine!" The voice growled and I suddenly realized it was the creepy


    shadow man.


    "I-i am sorry, I had no idea that the girl was-" Stebninsky sputtered.


    He was cut off by the shadow man snapping his fingers.


    Suddenly there was a bang, and Stebninsky''s body was being pushed over the bridge.


    I managed a gasp, and horrified myself to see the shadow man staring right at me.


    "Sh?t. Shi?t. ?hit." I muttered as I turned and began to run.


    "Stop her!" A voice yelled from behind me, and suddenly there were men...all around me.


    Talk about gang bang.


    I sprinted and suddenly looked down at the papers, took a mental screen shot of the coordinates, and


    threw them off the bridge, watching as the paper became submerged in the water.


    "No! F¨¹ck!" The guards yelled as suddenly my skinny body was being dragged away.


    I began fighting them off, swinging and counteracting like the training academy had trained me. If it only


    was for my early self congrattions, I would have bothered to look behind me.


    As soon as a damp chloroform covered cloth pressed on my face. I cked out, and my unconscious


    body fell over the bridge.


    Just. My. F¨¹cking. Luck.

 Chapter 2

    Chapter 2


    Sins POV (aka dark creepy shadow man)


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    Shey in the room of the hotel, unconscious.


    She was gorgeous there was no denying that, with her long red hair, pale skin, and thin frame, she was


    beautiful.


    "So let me get this straight, a high shool girl, beat all of your men up? And managed to rid of a piece of


    paper and yet you don''t even know what the contents included?" I was trying to remain calm, but it was


    hard, this was ridiculous how this 110 pound nothing managed to take out 5 fully trained men, and get a


    hold of what may or may not be vitalunch codes.


    I couldn''t tell If she was that blonde woman the foolish Russian man Stebninsky was with, she must


    have been wearing a disguise.


    "We could always torture her when she wakes up." yer said by my side. He was always a get right


    to it kind of guy.


    "No" I muttered "I mean I don''t know, we''ll see how It goes, but something doesn''t feel right about this


    girl" I muttered to myself.


    It was true, I was 26 and the owner of half the property in New York City, I made someone out of


    myself, and sure that got me into trouble, but I didn''t know that a little girl could be the cause of some of


    this trouble.


    "We should get her changed, she did fall into the water, she''ll catch hypothermia before we have a


    chance to talk to her."


    Oh yeah that was right, I had to swim in after her.


    Stupid b?tch, I had to risk my own life saving this wrench.


    I don''t even know why I did it in the first ce.


    I rolled my eyes "give her one of my shirts, I want to get to torture this b?tch before she dies." I


    muttered.

 Chapter 3

    Chapter 3


    Grey''s POV-


    I woke up with a killer headache, my neck and arms throbbed while I practically felt my heart beat in my


    toes.


    I groaned when suddenly I realized.


    I''m not in my bed.


    I''m not in my home.


    Oh yeah that''s right I was drugged and kidnapedst night.


    All of a sudden a view of men came into sight, all staring at me.


    Aye...


    They were all very attractive, there were three of them, and I noticed they all had guns strapped to their


    belts.


    "Oh f¨¹ck." I muttered. What have I gotten myself into?


    "You don''t seem surprised." One of them muttered, he had light brown hair and green blue eyes, he like


    all the others had a big strong build.


    "Should I be?" I mumbled.


    I knew all what they were going to ask me, but I was usually the interrogator in these situations, not the


    one being interrogated.


    "Who are you?" Another one asked.


    "Is that relevant?" I shot back.


    "How old are you?"


    "Old enough"


    "Did you see the numbers on that paper?"


    I smiled innocently, "I''m sorry what paper?"


    "This is no time for games little girl,


    You could get killed now I''m going to ask politely. Who the f¨¹ck are you?"


    I like this little temper of his.


    I pursed my lips "you really don''t want to know."


    A new voice suddenly erupted and I turned my head to see him.


    He was tall, and handsome, with dark hair, pale bold skin, and a muscled figure.


    His lip and ears were pierced with ck and his eyes were blue and icy.


    He was f?cking gorgeous.


    And emo god.


    "Then just shoot her. She''s not worth it. Just a little high school brat."


    What an asshol¨¨


    "Excuse me sir I''m in college." the words had no effect on me and I was suddenly up and attacking one


    of the men who had pulled a gun on me.


    I gripped his wrist and twisted until the gun was facing him, I then tore it out of his hands and hit him


    across the face. Hard.


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    "Oh yeah shoot me, wait no just kidding because I might return the favor." I mumbled.


    Go me


    And you should have seen the emo


    Gods face- it was a mixture of impressment, anger, and amusement.


    "I''m not one for games miss, so ether you tell us who you are, or we kill you. Simple as that." Mr.


    Gorgeous over there muttered coldly


    I raised an eyebrow.


    "And yet I have the gun? You shouldn''t threaten me sir " I spat.


    His blue eyes twinkled at the mention of someone seeming to threaten his order.


    I''ve dealt with people like him; cocky, infuriating, and demeaning on those who challenge his stance, I


    knew how to y my limited cards.


    "You are but a child, you have no idea who you are messing with love." His voice was cool and calm.


    Love?


    Hehe.


    I didn''t even think, I suddenly pulled the trigger to find but a simple click.


    No bang. No boom. No no blood.


    "W-what?" I muttered when suddenly I was grabbed.


    I kicked and punched and used every ounce of my training and skill but it was no match when I was


    abruptly hit and rendered unconscious.


    Why does this have to f¨¹cking happen to me?

 Chapter 4

    Chapter 4


    Sins POV:


    I had just had my first encounter with her, and I already despised her.


    She tried to shoot me, thank god for my theory of not having loaded guns in the room with a prisoner.


    Here sheys, looking all innocent and calm when 10 minutes ago she was trying to kill us, and almost


    seeded.


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    "I want everything on her, find out who she is, what she does. I want to know her friends and family,


    even her friends family, get me everything." I muttered


    "I think we got her name" yer called out as he walked over carrying her still-wet leather jacket.


    I looked over and found as he held a paper that was dripping with water, ink from the page was running


    down the sides.


    "What''s that?" I muttered.


    "Don''t know" he shrugged "but it says Grey Ravenwood on it, and I''m guessing that might be her...


    "Get me everything you can on this Grey Ravenwood." I mumbled as I stared at the peacefully sleeping


    girl.


    GREYS POV!!!!!


    I awoke- my head was throbbing and pulsing even more than before.


    I pulled my wrist and groaned to feel ice cold metal pressing against my arm.


    Handcuffs? Really? Talk about 50 shades of grey...


    "Grey Ravenwood..." A voice called out and I froze. They knew my name.


    Shit oh just kill me.


    "You''ve been a bad little girl."


    "I-I just-" I was cut off.


    "Shut up."


    "What?"


    "I said shut the fuck up." The voice muttered again.


    I noticed he had a thick Russian ent that slipped off his tongue.


    I turned my head to find the intimidatingly gorgeous guy.


    His eyes were icy as they bore into me, I felt the sting of his re.


    "I want to know why I can''t find anything on you, Is Grey Ravenwood your real name?"


    I hesitated... And slowly nodded.


    "Then why can''t I find anything on you?"


    "Maybe it''s because I''m a nobody?" I suggested.


    Heughed augh thatcked humor.


    "I highly doubt that Ms. Ravenwood, now I''m going to state the facts here.


    No one with your kind of skills is a nobody, you purposely stole theunch codes from the Russian


    man, and single handedly took out his team, you carry so many weapons it seems like your an entire


    artillery vehicle on its own. All of this and your expecting me to believe that your a no one? You were


    just caught at the wrong ce at the wrong time?" Heughed "that is highly unlikely."


    "Then tell me sir who do you think I am?" I shot back.


    His lips turned upward "your a snippy little brat aren''t you? I might not know who you are but I can find


    out, to be exact I will find out in two minutes. I was just giving you the option of being truthful. Too bad."


    He shrugged "your family will have to suffer."


    I flinched at the mention of my family and pulled on the cuffs, he saw this sudden irritation as a sign,


    and his lips curled up Into a mock.


    Suddenly the door flew open and one of the men I recognized from earlier stepped in.


    He carried a Man folder, he shot me a quick nce before he handed the folder to this doushe bag.


    He took a seat across the bed from me and shed me an evil look.


    "Now" his eyes darkened "shall we begin?"


    When I said nothing he began.


    "Grey Ravenwood, age 19, daughter of Mary and Aleksandr Ravenwood who died in a gun fight 5


    years ago" his eyes flickered up to mine showing no remorse. I felt the pain of my parents death lunge


    inside of me, I pushed it away and nodded my head to continue.


    "Sister to Michael and Jake Ravenwood who were shot and killedst year." He continued.


    A whimper threatened to escape my throat but I pushed it away.


    "You started training at the ''agency'' when your parents died 5 years ago, you quickly became the star


    agent, you never lost a fight, impable test scores, dead eye shooting range, a record of a 3 minute


    and 49 second mile time...."


    His voice trailed off as he scanned the page.


    Minutes passed by until he finally looked up at me, "your a CIA double agent?"


    I swallowed, "kinda"


    His eyes returned to their evil state, "they won''t go looking for you, they never do."


    I let out a humorlessugh "your right"


    "Your CIA and you''ve been training since you were 14. I''m assuming that they didn''t hire an idiot and


    I''m implying that when you threw theunch codes away, you got a look at them. You will tell me what


    they are. I know your friends miss Ravenwood, if you test me they will be harmed." And with that he


    was gone.


    "What a fucking tool." I muttered.


    "He''s not all bad" a voice suddenly said and I felt my heart stopping.


    "What?"


    He came into view, he was tall and built with blonde hair and soft hazel eyes.


    "I''m yer it''s nice to meet you Miss Ravenwood, I know we''ll be seeing a lot more if each


    other."

 Chapter 5

    Chapter 5


    "Will we now?" I muttered.


    His hazel eyes glimmered as he smiled, "I''d like to think so, here let''s get those off of you."


    He said with a half smile, motioning to my handcuffs.


    "Oh I can get them off." I said with a smile.


    His smile widened, "can you now?"


    I shrugged, after all it was true.


    With one swift motion I turned my wrists inward and pulled, the trick ethier broke both your wrists, or


    freed you, thankfully I was free.


    I handed him the cuffs with a victorious smile.


    "You have got to show me that." He said as he held the cuffs in front of him, like they held the key to


    the world. I noticed that he too had a thick Russian ent.


    I shrugged, "maybe sometime."


    "Are you hungry?" He asked with a small smile.


    My stomach screamed yes, but I ignored it.


    "No"


    The first thing about interrogation was to offer them food, if you take it then you trust them, or that''s


    how they''ll see it. I absolutely do not trust them.


    "Got have to put some meat on those thin bones of yours" a voice called out.


    Did he just call me thin? Awh I blush.


    I turned to see a man, the one I had seen before with light brown hair and beautiful green eyes.


    "Nah I''m good." I muttered.


    "I''m Xavier." He introduced himself.


    He stuck his hand out, and I timidly grasped it, tugging on his arm I caught the glimpse of a tattoo, the


    tattoo of a mafia member....


    Holy f¨¹cking shit.


    He saw that I noticed and took his had back, grinning he said "you''re good little girl, I''ll give you that."


    I gave him a sarcastic smile.


    "Do you know where you are?" Xavier asked, with a deceiving grin.


    I shrugged my shoulders and repositioned myself on the bed.


    "No" I muttered.


    "Guess" he challenged.


    He was just trying to mess with me, get inside my head, so all I said was "no"


    He shrugged as he stood up, "fine then, I guess you don''t know."


    I paused.


    "It''s not that I don''t know, it''s just that I don''t see why that piece of information is relevant."


    He cocked an eyebrow at me, internally challenging me.


    I sighed "New York City."


    His smile grew, "can''t say I''m not impressed, how''d you know?"


    I shrugged, "cars outside, they sound close and crowded, this hotel room is big, but I bet a man like


    your employer could get bigger, it''s rare to find a big space in New York, but with all the car noises and


    yelling from outside it was only relevant to guess a ce such as New York City. That shampoo bottle


    over there" I pointed across the room "has a fancy well known Frenchbel, but the "a" in the name


    brand is nted and marked weird which gives me the impression that it''s a fake, the only ce I know


    that would hand out fake expensivebel shampoo to their costumers is New Yorkers." I paused and


    gave another half shrug "its only logical."


    yer and Xavier stood there in shock and disbelief.


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    "Were in New York City, you could have just said that." A voice muttered darkly from behind me.


    I turned to face the gorgeous emo god, he shot me a menacing death re.


    What. The. F¨¹ck. Did. I. Do. Wrong.


    Oh wait!!I know!!


    His lip ring glinted in the hotel dim light, his dark locks were gorgeous and ruffled.


    "My name is Sin Solvact...wee to hell Miss Ravenwood."

 Chapter 6

    Chapter 6


    I almostughed, "wee to hell? That''s actually kinda cute Mister tall dark and scary"


    His eyes glinted, no emotion passed his face, just nk.


    Jacka?s. Ruins all my fun.


    "I would watch that mouth if I were you, after all I did take the time to go through your full background


    check rather than putting a big fat bullet in that pretty little head of yours." I heard a Russian ent slip


    off of every word, he was 100% Russian, all of them were.


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    "Threatening me? That''s kinda cute considering how bad it would look for you, if you killed a CIA


    agent."


    His expression remained nk, and bored.


    "I have no time for you little girl, you are a simple nezrelyye rebenok, aplete waste of my time.


    Miss Ravenwood you are a burned agent, if I slit your throat and had your petty blood on my hands, I


    would sleep like a baby you little suka."


    His ent was now thick and strong, I spoke fluent Russian and from what I can understand he called


    me an immature child, and a bitch


    I simply smiled and muttered a very polite


    "idti yebat'' sebya"


    (Go fuck yourself) actually no please, if you weren''t such an asshol¨¨ I would LOVE you to f?ck me.


    This time I saw a glint sh in his eyes, something evil and menacing passed along his gorgeous bad


    boy profile.


    Something tensed next to me and I cocked my head to see yer and Xavier with an almost feared


    expression.


    This Dark Russian creepster took another step towards me and looked me dead in the eye.


    "Don''t test me suka. Because It might not be myself whom I fuck, it might be you, it doesn''t matter how


    old you are" he took another scary step towards me.


    "I fuck hard you little nezrelyye rebenok. Little wh¨°re, you won''t walk for weeks you f¨¹cking suka."


    That shouldn''t have made me horny.


    My breath hitched, and he got the satisfaction of knowing I was somewhat scared.


    "How about we get off on the right foot, yeah? My name is Sin Solvact, and as long as you are here


    you will do everything and anything I say, if you try and run, I will pluck every one of those thin little


    nails off, if you make an attempt to contact the police, I will cut the tips of your fingers off, and pull your


    white little teeth out one by one. If you ever disrespect me again, I will take this gun" he pulled out a


    thick ck handgun and pressed the metal tip to my temple "and blow your motherf¨¹cking brains out,


    you got me suka? I sure hope you do." and with that he walked away.


    I was left breathless, not only because he just threatened to rape me, torture me, and kill me, but he


    was also the most damn gorgeous thing I have ever seen.


    "Well" a voice said next to me "that went better than I thought."


    "F?ck you."

 Chapter 7

    Chapter 7


    "vam luchshe imet'' kristall gotov ... g. Solvact ne mirit''sya s opozdaniye, vy znayete, chto on dyet,


    kogda on serditsya ... da ... vy luchshe, do svidaniya"


    I was so screwed.


    I knew Russian, and I picked up a few bits a pieces from the conversation Xavier was having outside


    the door...he locked me in a room.


    I heard:


    "crystal"


    And.


    "You know what Mr. Solvact does when he doesn''t get his way."


    I assumed crystal as in crystal meth, and from what I''ve seen...I''m pretty sure I''m involved in the worst


    case sinario: these guys were in the Russian Mafia.


    I pressed my ear closer to the door, straining to get every word when the door suddenly flew open,


    sending me falling through the opening.


    "Sh?t" I muttered with a groan.


    "You were listening weren''t you?" He muttered as he ran a hand through his chocte brown locks.


    "Nada." I smiled at him.


    He quirked an eyebrow at me, "that means nothing in Spanish."


    "Oh." I shrugged and stood, brushing off my pant legs. "Well I''m a spy aren''t I? You should expect me


    to be listening in."


    "Former spy"


    I winced, "don''t remind me."


    After all I knew it was toe, I had epted the consequences that if one of my missions were to be


    compromised I would get burned, and I knew any day now my records would freeze, and I would


    be a nobody.


    "Did you understand what we were saying?" He asked.


    I pressed my lips, "not really" I lied, a little.


    "Then tell me little girl, how did you manage a conversation in Russian with Sin?"


    Oh shit.


    "Well...I told him to go fuck himself, and I looked up how to say it online. I''m a kid" I answered his


    confused look "yeah I do stupid shit."


    He pressed his back against the door, his huge figure almost taking up the entire frame.


    "Wait, where you worked, wasn''t it like a requirement to learnnguages?"


    "Well, yeah but not Russian. I''m fluent in French, German, and Italian. When I was training, the


    curriculum didn''t include me having to deal with the Russian mafia."


    His eyebrows shot up, he stood straight "you know were in the Mafia?"


    Damnit. Why did I have to have such a big mouth?


    "Um...well, y-you... I j-just" I couldn''t sputter anything out without it sounding wrong.


    He began to walk away "Izvinite. Excuse me, I''ll be right back."


    He shut the door and locked it.


    Dammit I had the biggest f¨¹cking mouth.


    I barged around the room, searching for an escape, now that they knew I had information. They would


    never let me go, in fact they were probably going to kill me.


    I pushed past the drawers, there was nothing, just a fucking hotel bible (sorry to you Christians if I


    sound disrespectful).


    I pressed my fingers against the door, to test how strong it was, maybe I could break through it.


    Just then I heard voices and I panicked.


    I ran over to the drawer and picked up the bible, at least it was something to hit them with.


    "Grey, Sin wants to- ow! Fuck! yebat''!"


    He turned to face me, his hands pressed to his head.


    "A bible? Your kidding?"


    I clenched my teeth, "well it hurt you? So it kinda worked?"


    He rolled his eyes and grabbed the bible from me.


    "As I was saying, Sin wants to talk to you. Now."


    Dammit, see? He was going to kill me.


    "I''m busy." I muttered.


    "Doing what? Reading a fucking bible? Durak. Just go."


    I''m 98% sure he just called me a fool.


    "Is he going to kill me?"


    He shrugged, "depends on what you say and what you do. If I were him you just hit with a bible, he''d


    drown you in fucking holy water. Now go."


    His voice was serious, but his face was soft.


    "Fine, but if he kills me, it''s on you."


    I slipped out of the room, wishing I had a bible, I walked to the room Xavier pointed to.


    It was big and scary, I timidly raised my hand and knocked 5 times.


    "vvodit''. Enter." Sins voice called out.


    I found myself standing in a massive, dark office, looking like a midget in the massive decor furniture.


    Sin sat at arge oak desk, his dark hair was a gorgeous mess, his muscles bulging out of a tight ck


    t-shirt. He looked breath taking.


    "Sit." He muttered to me.


    I reluctantly slipped into a chair that could fit two girls my size.


    "So the secret is out. Da?" He muttered.


    I shrugged casually, "not much of a secret Mr. Solvact. It''s pretty obvious."


    I thought that if I acted nonchnt, then everything would go smooth...Wrong. I was horribly wrong.


    "Well we can''t have a little girl running around, sharing secrets now can we? We might as well..." His


    voice trailed off as he pulled out a gun, and pointed at me.


    I didn''t blink an eye "kill me you then can''t get your stupidunch codes."


    He let out a low rumbledugh "little suka. Those codes are nothing now. We have it under control, you


    have no leverage. Don''t you know the codes change every day? It''s a new day Ms. Ravenwood."


    My blood went cold.


    "Bu-...I mean I j-"


    He cut me off by turning the safety off the gun.


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    "Suka. Little poor suka. It''s one of two options. Number Odin, I kill you right now, make this easy for all


    of us. Number dva, you stay here, do whatever we say, stay out of our way, answer out questions, and


    be our source of entertainment. Now konfetka. Sweetie. What''ll it be?"


    I sucked in a breath, "number one is tempting, but I have a question about number two, how long do I


    stay here?"


    He seemed to weigh the question.


    "Until I say so." Jerk


    "


    I choose door number two."


    He shrugged, "Khorosho. Okay. Now let''s go get you some clothes, I want my shirt back, that is


    unless...you want to walk around without a shirt. Da?" He smirked.


    I crossed my arms over my chest.


    His eyes flickered to my movement, "get out suka."

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    Chapter 8


    I was given a room, clothes, and toiletries.


    The room was small, with a closet, bathroom, bed, and a small desk.


    The clothes were ridiculously short, and tight as hell. If they think by "entertainment" that I''ll be their


    own little stripper, then they are all f¨¹cking wrong.


    There were a lot if clothes which had me under the impression that I''d be here a while.


    I was also given plenty of makeup, a hair brush, and a tooth brush.


    I showered, which felt amazing. After taking a healthy half hour shower, I pulled on a dark half tank,


    with ripped ck shorts, andbat boots, I ran a brush though my long fiery red hair, and brushed


    my teeth till my gums almost bled.


    yer and Xavier made it very clear earlier that I would have no contact with the outside world, so I


    was not permitted a ''device''.


    Iy on the bed, pressing the back of my head roughly into the pillow I closed my eyes, and for the first


    time in a while...I rxed.


    I thought about my parents, and how if they were still alive, how much they''d be missing me.


    I thought about my two older brothers, and the ident that had imed they''re life''s so little ago...


    "Whoa." A voice muttered.


    My eyes flew open and I say up, staring at yers stupid face.


    "Chert. Damn girl, you clean up nice." He muttered as his eyes traced over my body...slowly, as if he


    was remembering every inch.


    No.


    I crossed my hands over my chest, feeling awkward.


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    "What?"


    He shook his head, his sandy hair falling into his eyes.


    "Sin is having a questionare for you little suka. He wants you in the living room now."


    I groaned, "don''t tell me your going to start calling me a bitch, a suka. It''s getting on my nerves."


    He shrugged, "I don''t really give a f¨¹ck about what you say, nowe out."


    Salty little Russian.


    He turned away, and I followed.


    I came into a widely spaced living room and awkwardly sat across Sin, who''s handsome face was at its


    usual glum sate.


    yer joined us, along with Xavier, and they sat next to Sin.


    It was me on one couch, facing three very menacing Russian Mafia mobsters.


    "You will answer our questions, if you lie, we kill you." Sin muttered inly, as if he had so many better


    things to do.


    I raised my hands, "okay."


    yer leaned forward "what ranking were you in the CIA? We couldn''t get to see, your identity froze."


    I pursed my lips, it had happned,I was now a nobody.


    "Twelve, number one ranking in our unit."


    They didn''t seem impressed.


    "Have you ever killed someone before?"


    "Of course, but not innocent people."


    "Do you know Russian?"


    I paused. I said nothing.


    "Do. You. Know. Russian." yer repeated.


    Sin leaned forward in his chair, watching me intently.


    I held my breath. "Da"


    "How?"


    "My parents were Russian." I shrugged.


    That seemed to bug Sin, something shed across his face.


    "My Dad mostly. My mom just spoke Russian, but my dad was full blooded Russian."


    Sin finally spoke "what was your dad''s name?"


    "Aleksandr Volcoct"


    All of their faces changed, yer and Xaivers mouths dropped open.


    "Y-your V-volcots girl?"


    Wait what?


    "You knew my father?"


    "Before Sin...he was the Russian mob boss. He was our leader."


    Shit

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    Chapter 9


    I was dumbfounded.


    My dad was the best person, so sweet and innocent, he always put others first...


    "How long ago was he murdered?"


    My heart ached at the thought of the call I had received 5 years ago.


    "Five years" I gulped.


    They began talking amongst themselves in Russian.


    Sucks for them that I understood everything, they were talking about my mother and fathers murder,


    and wondering if the murderer woulde after me next.


    This was annoying:


    "YA Govoryu na russkom vam idiotov. Ubiystvo bylo boleye pyati let nazad, nikakogo sposoba,


    kotorym kto ubil moikh roditeley khoteli by, chtoby ya umer. yesli oni khoteli menya ubit''. Zatem ya byl


    by mertv"


    I muttered in Russian coldly.


    (I speak Russian you idiots. the murder was over five years ago, there is no way that whoever killed my


    parents would want me dead. if the wanted me dead. then i would be dead)


    They stopped talking and looked at each other, sin was giving me his usual hateful re.


    "I thought you told us that you spoke a little Russian suka. That seems like a fucking lot of Russian for


    someone who barley knows it. How do we know that your not just a CIA assassin? You could be


    working for another mob, who knows you could be with another mafia all together!" Sin was raging


    mad, his handsome face was twisted with pure loathing.


    I shook my head, I had enough of his bull shit.


    "otvali. Fuck off, I wouldn''t be working with anymore mutts like you." I motioned to all of them "it''s the


    last thing I would do, so take that filthy mafia mouth of yours and shove it up your ass."


    He Lunged at me, and I mistook his size for his actual strength. He was bloody strong as he sharply


    grabbed my waist and began to drag me into his office.


    I buckled my knees and dropped to the ground in hope of my added weight, that it would falter his


    grasp.


    I was hopelessly wrong.


    Instead he roughly lifted my weight into his arms, his grip on my ribs that would surely bruise.


    Even with my training, I couldn''t fend this...this hulk off.


    "Let go!" I screamed.


    He seemed happy to oblige as my body was suddenly thrown onto his desk, I felt ss shards imbed


    themselves in my flesh from his desk decorations.


    I groaned and made a failed attempt to rise, but the ss seemed to further stick into my skin.


    It was my stomach where the most damage was done, the ss burned into my flesh.


    "Ow." Was all I could groan


    "get up suka." He spat, he was somewhere near me in the dimly lit office.


    "Kinda" I heaved "hard to do that"


    "You do not disrespect me, you little whore, I don''t give a fuck who you are, or what you can do. You


    have no Idea who your dealing with, so get some perspective in that little ass of yours and realize that I


    am someone who you do not fuck with."


    I said nothing, the pain in my stomach was all though unbearable, I realized that he could have killed


    me. He was seriously someone who I was going to try not to mess with.


    "Get up." He muttered.


    Slowly and clumsily I fell off the desk,nding on what felt like a million thumbtacks.


    "yebat''. What happened?" He asked, minimal concern filled his voice.


    I managed to lift myself up.


    "You have a mean throw Mr. Solvact, I encourage you to enter the MMA''s you know, almost murder


    someone your own size."


    His eyes trailed over to my shirt, that had a massive blood stain on it.


    He quickly raced over to a cab and pulled out a first aid box.


    Then with a sudden movement his calloused hands roughly lifted me up and onto a clear surface.


    "Take off your shirt." He muttered gruffly.


    "What?"


    "I said take off your fucking shirt, suka."


    I awkwardly obliged, I quickly raised my arms over my head. Pain shot though my but through gritted


    teeth I ignore the pain and removed my shirt.


    I was left in my ckced bra, my eyes trailed to where a thick slice of ss was sticking our of my


    stomach; just above my belly button.


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    Blood surrounded the gash, but it wasn''t as bad as I thought.


    Sin turned around and froze up when he saw me. His eyes trailed over my partially-nakedness, and I


    shifted awkwardly, motioning to the ss sticking out of me.


    His eyes suddenly "came back to reality" and he pressed a towel into my cut.


    "I''m going to take this out." He said motioning to the ss. "Don''t scream, just bite this" he said as he


    handed me a towel.


    "One, two" I took a breath "three"


    And holy fuck that hurt.

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    Chapter 10


    I woke in my new room, darkness seeped into the room, and my stomach screamed for some


    nourishing. I missed good food, I missed Taco Bell, McDonalds, and cheesecake.


    I would kill for an entire cheesecake right now,


    I felt a small sting in my stomach, as I lifted my top up to reveal a clean white bandage.


    All I could really remember from the pain was the smell of alcohol mixed with my metallic blood.


    There was a knock on my door, hard and agitated, I assumed it was Sin, so rather than getting up and


    answering it, I slid back in and pretended to be asleep in all hopes of dodging a conversation.


    Another loud knock, but was soon followed by the door smashing open.


    I held in my urges to squint open my eyes, so I kept them perfectly still.


    I sensed two presences in the room from the two dark shades under my eye lids.


    "She should be up by now" Sin growled.


    "Maybe she''s sick? She''s awfully pale." I heard Xavier say softly.


    "No, she''s always been like that."


    "Oh and you''ve known her for so long?"


    A pause.


    "When will she wake up?" Sin muttered. "I have better things to do, rather than babysit a little girl, who


    doesn''t seem to Want to wake up. Suka."


    Wow okay, these men are pushy as hell.


    There was a long bit of silence before Xavier suddenly said "you know, I think you underestimate her,


    we all do. She''s a lot stronger than we think, I mean what neen year old girl can almost take out a


    part of the Soviet Mafia?"


    "Don''t know. Don''t fucking care, I just need her to wake up."


    I gave in and opened my eyes, "you Russians sure are ttering, my prince it is I, sleeping beauty.


    Aurora, you have awoken me from my slumber."


    He shot me a look.


    Yeah that was super cringey of me to say. I am literally the worst


    I noticed his eyes seemed darker, his midnight ck hair was messy, but in a kind of gorgeous way.


    His skin was pale, and lifeless.


    Why, why, WHY, do I think that pale, creepy, vampire vibe is so attractive? It''s definitely not. Well,


    actually it kinda is.


    Team Edward. Forever.


    "What?" He muttered.


    I frowned, "Disney? Aurora?"


    His brows cocked.


    "You don''t know what Disney is? wow. I hate you more."


    He shook his head, "shut up suka. I really don''t care, we''re going out tonight."


    Wow okay, I mean, its not like Disney is one of the best creations ever, or anything like that. It''s not like


    I lived my live as a huge disney fan....


    I frowned, "out?"


    "I have buisness to take care of, but the meeting is at a restaurant. Your going with me as my pretend


    date."


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    "Wait...what?"


    I''m going on a date with a Russian mobster....?


    Wait, no, its not a date. I''m just jumping to conclusions as per usual. The Russian Mobster can burn in


    hell for all I care. That dumb, idiotic, monstrous, attractive man.

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    Chapter 11


    "Net. Nope sorry you fucktard Russians, I refuse." I muttered childishly as I stared into the mirrior at my


    reflection.


    It wasn''t a dress, it was a shirt.


    It was unbelievably short, it came a good six inches above my knees.


    It was ck, strapless, and it looked really expensive, which really didn''t make any sense to me


    because if you have a small amount of clothing its suppose to cost less right?


    like those cute little shoes that are meant for toddlers that you''d see at Target or something.


    but not with this dress, it was ck and very very revealing.


    I want to just crawl under the bed and scream.


    "You look kinda hot, I don''t see what the problem is? look me and yer got you pretty little makeup


    and hair shit, you can be like a barbie." Xavier said with an all-too innocent smile.


    I flipped him off.


    "Come on Grey, you got a nice body, its time to show it off." He shrugged as he pushed a lock of


    chocte hair out of his eyes, and sat at the edge of the bed.


    I walked over to the paper bag and peered in.


    sure enough they got everything, and good brand names too.


    "How''d you know what to get?" I frowned.


    his lips pulled up into a proudful grin.


    "Cute little blonde check-out girl" he licked his lips.


    I quickly decided not to say anything more on the subject, instead I shooed him out, and began to get


    ready.


    I curled the tips of my dark red hair, and slid product in.


    I did my makeup dark- and smoky eyed.


    my long eyshes covered with falseshes and thick ck mascarra.


    I left my pale skin alone, considering I didn''t have any e.


    Thank lord Jesus for proactive.


    I then slid some dark red lipstick on, to bring out my hair, and to finsish it off slid on some bronze blush


    to bring out my cheekbones.


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    I came out of the bathroom feeling a very rare moment of hottness.


    but it was soon reced with dread when I saw the shoes I was suppose to wear.


    these stilettos were the highest thing i''ve ever seen, with their 6 inch heel heel, it almost made me sick.


    I am a trained assassin, I could kill a man with a roll of toilet paper, and I can take apart an AR-15 and


    put it back together, but its simply impossible for me to walk in heels.


    I stepped out of the room and into the main living room, holding the heels in one hand, and a pissed


    expression.


    Xavier and yer sat on the couch, watching TV, and when I stepped out they stood.


    staring at me like dehydrated dogs, both of their eyes trailed along my getup.


    "You look kinda fucking good. svyatoye der''mo. holy shit." yer said, and Xavier nodded in


    agreement.


    I nodded, "Thanks. I''m not wearing these" U said as I held the stilettos for them to see.


    yers brows turned inward into a frown, "Why not?"


    I sighed "I''m sorry I can''t walk in these, its technically impossible. they are too high."


    Xavier shrugged, "They look fine to me."


    i shook my head and stomped my foot childishly, "I''m not wearing them."


    yer got off the couch, and grabbed the shoes from me.


    he ran his fingers over the heel, and studied it.


    He shrugged and handed it back to me, "Looks fine to me. You''re a trained assassin, you''ve killed


    people...and you''re telling me that you''re too scared to walk in a little shoe?"


    "Big shoe" I corrected.


    he rolled his eyes, "Whatever, thats not my point little girl, my point is that you are wearing those shoes,


    I don''t give a rats ass what you think. You wear the fucking shoe, or I will fucking kill you."


    Fuckingfuckingfuckingfucking.


    "You sound just like Sin." I muttered.


    "Who does?" came sins voice from the hotel room entry way.


    and there he was, dressed in a ck satin suit, thatplimented his ck hair and blue eyes.


    he wore dark dress pants, and his bottom lip ring was glinting.


    he looked breath taking.


    He saw me staring at him, andughed "Like what you see little girl?"


    WHY WHY WHY WHY. FUCK YOUUUUU. I WANT TO FUCK YOU, BUT YOU ARE SO FUCKING


    IRRITATING WITH YOUR FUCKING ANNOYING COMMENTS, SHUT UP.


    "Arrogant aren''t you? , how do you know I was checking you out? Maybe i was observing that wine


    stain on your shirt, or looking at something behind you." Fuck. You.


    he simplyughed at me.


    Ha....ha....so funny.


    SINS POV!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


    she was stunning. absolutely gorgeous.


    Her long soft red hair was curled into tight ringlets, her makeup was dark with a hint of grey that


    brought out her blue eyes. But most of all her outfit.


    I had already imagined what she would look like in the dress when i bought it, but seeing it in the flesh


    was apletely different story.


    It showed of every curve, and brought out those slim little legs of hers, she was absolutely breath


    taking.


    "Why aren''t you wearing the shoes?" I muttered, I know it was a dick moving not saying anything about


    how she looked, but how could I? tell her how beautiful she looked? how would that reflect on me?


    I don''t even fucking know her.


    "They''re too high." she muttered, waving the shoes in my face.


    "I don''t fucking care, put them on, Suka." I growled


    "No, I won''t." she said childishly as she crossed her arms. Little suka.


    I have had enough of her childishness.


    So instead of listening to her whine. With one swift move I lifted her small body into my arms, and kind


    of surprised myself by how light she was. she couldn''t have been much over 120 pounds.


    and that was ridiculous for a 19 year old girl,


    She began squirming, and yelling profanities at me, but I ignored her as I locked my hands around her


    waist, and dragged her out of the room, and into the car.


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    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 mmed 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 elerator.


    "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 augh 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 ce called coucher de soleil. I guessed a fancy French restaurant.


    It was gorgeous, arge white marbled building with ss windows and red roses surrounding the


    base of the building.


    "Belle" I sighed with a smile. (Beautiful)


    "Parlez vous fran?ais?" He asked me. (You speak French?)


    "Oui" I smiled. (Yes)


    He helped me out of the car holding me up as I reluctantly pulled on the death shoes.


    I took a few wobbled steps.


    He sighed impatiently, "I can''t carry you inside suka."


    I frowned "I don''t need you to you asshole, god I''m not an idiot I can walk in heels."


    He shrugged, "you couldn''t ten minutes ago."


    "That was in the past. I don''t look back."


    "Well you might want to."


    I sighed impatiently "and why Mr. Solvact, would I want to look back?"


    "Because you just dropped your purse suka."


    We walked inside, greeted by a waiter who showed us to our table.


    "Remember little girl, do not talk." He said through gritted teeth as we approached a table.


    "Mr. Solvact, wee." A voice called and I turned to see this so called Viktor.


    He was tall, and built, with thick dark tuffs of hair, and brown amber eyes.


    He was pale, and his lips looked stained pink.


    His jawline was chizzled to perfection, his teeth were white and straight.


    His presence left a tingly feeling all through me.


    He was very very hot. Let''s just leave it at that.


    "And this is?" He asked, his voice was smooth and calcted.


    His eyes stared into mine


    "This is Grey." Sin said quickly.


    Viktors eyes never left me, "Grey what?"


    "Just Grey." sin said, in such an overpowering and controlling voice that made me get the point that in


    this situation, I had nost name.


    "Pleasure, Miss. Grey." He said as his warm hands grasped mine, and his pale pink lipsnded a hot


    kiss on my knuckles.


    I said nothing, I just nodded. After all sin had told me not to talk right?


    Sin made a gruff noise as he led me to a chair.


    I felt Viktor''s eyes on me as I sat.


    Sin roughly sat down, across from me, and Viktor also sat across from me.


    "Davayte pristupim k delu." Sins eyes flickered over to me. "Ne volnuytes'', ona ne ponimayet russkiy,


    yeye IQ ne dosti dostatochno daleko."


    (Let''s get down to business. Don''t worry she doesn''t understand Russian, her IQ doesn''t reach quite


    that far.)


    I kicked him under the table, making sure my heels dug into his skin.


    He made a small motion of irritation, but was silent.


    Viktors eyes remained trained on mine, "vy uvereny?" (Are you sure?)


    Sins eyes flickered over to mine, as he hesitated.


    "Da"


    Viktors eyes reluctantly left mine.


    "moi lyudi ne zashchishcheny, ya ne mogu prodolzhat'' postavlyat'' vam ruki, poka vy ne mozhete


    obespechit'' mne slovo bezopasnosti dlya moikh lyudey."


    (my men are unprotected, I cannot continue to supply you arms until you can secure me your word of


    safety for my men)


    I frowned, arms? What kind of artillery was he supplying Sin?


    "YA ponimayu, no Viktor ne perest prodolzhit'' rabotu vashikh muzhchin. Sovetskiy Mafiya ne


    mozhet prodolzhat'' protsvetat'' bez menya, i ya


    ne mogu bez tebya protsvetat''."


    (I understand, but Viktor you will not cease to continue your men''s work. The Soviet Mafia cannot


    continue to thrive without me, and I cannot thrive without you.)


    I watched the conversation y out, as they both spoke in fluent Russian, which I understood. I


    continued to y the role of an idiot who did now understand a lick of Russian.


    After about 15 minutes of back and forth mafia conversating, they seemed to actually notice my


    presence.


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


    I resisted the urge to look at Sin, to ask if I was to speak, and opened my mouth to reply, but Sin beat


    me to it.


    "Not old enough i''ll tell you that." he paused, his blue eyes flickered over to mine, "Malen''kaya shlyukha


    ona, vy ne dolzhny tratit'' za na neye" (Little whore she is, you shouldn''t waste your eye on her)


    My lips pursed as I resisted the urge to strangle Sin.


    Viktor''s eyes trailed across me.


    "Ona yavlyayetsya odnim iz vashikh shlyukh?" (She is one of your whores?)


    Sin didn''t as much as look over at me, "Da."


    So I did the only nessicary thing, i kicked his knee hard with my heel.


    But fuck me for not thinking through my actions because Viktor noticed my sudden motion of irritation.


    His dark eyebrows furrowed for only a moment before returning to their natural state.


    "Sin, could you pick me some of the finest wine from the bar? You honestly do have the best taste." He


    said while staring directly at me, as if he wasn''t talking to Sin at all.


    "Um...I don''t have the best taste." Sin said as his blue orbs shed at mine.


    "I trust you."


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    "Okay." He slowly and reluctantly got up.


    now it was me and Viktor, sitting across from each other, and in this moment alI wanted to do was crawl


    under the table and stay there forever, but I then reminded myself that this was just another one of my


    missions. I could do this.


    "Vy govorite Rossii , ne tak li?" (You speak Russian, don''t you?)


    I stared at him pretending to be oblivious, "What?"


    "Vy govorite Rossii." He stated, more than asked. (you speak Russian.)


    "I''m sorry Sir, I don''t speak Russian, could you please repeat what you just said in English?" I shed


    him a stupid smile.


    His head cocked to the side, as if this was a challenge to him.


    "Tak malo shlyukha vashego Solvact ne yavlyayutsya vy ?" (So your Solvacts little whore?)


    "Please speak in English" I said awkwardly.


    but he went at it again, "On ne ochen'' khorosho s yego malen''kiye neryakhi , on trakhayet zhestkiy i


    znachit ne dyet on ?" (He''s not very nice with his little sluts, he fucks hard and mean doesnt he?)


    I couldn''t help but wince ever so slightly, but that seemed to be enough for him.


    "So you do speak Russian, Yes?"


    "No" I mumbled.


    "Don''t lie little one, I saw it in your eyes...you heard every word of our conversation, you must speak it


    fluently to be able to understand all that we said."


    "I took Russian in high school, I barley know any" I lied.


    "Liar.lzhets" He said his amber eyes twinkling.


    "No" was all I said, but he seemed to see through the ss, as he shed me an evil wink.


    Sin came back momentster, "Crimea, my favorite."


    "spasibo. Thank you. Vy skazat'', chto ona yavlyayetsya shlyukha ? tak, to kak ... dogovora torgov , ya


    mogu derzhat'' yeye v techeniye nochi ." (you say she is a whore? so then as a...treaty of trading, i can


    keep her for the night.)


    I froze and as I looked at Sin I knew that there was no way out.


    Me and the Russian mob supplier were going to have a...slumber party...of some sort.

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    Chapter 13


    I sat in his living room, my hands roughly gripping each other, so hard my knuckles cracked.


    My legs were tightly crossed into a stiff and ufortable position, because that was the exact


    position i was in.


    Viktor sat across me, drink in hand, staring at me.


    He seemed to be studying me, as if he was remembering every single inch of me, which almost made


    me want to squirm in my seat all on its own. Instead I coped with the situation by sittingpletely and


    utterly...still.


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    "Can I get you something to drink, Grey?"


    "No"


    "Eat?"


    "No"


    he sat down his drink.


    "You ate nothing at the restaurant, maybe something to eat?"


    "I''m not hungry."


    I watched as he lifted himself from the seat a few feet from me, and sat on the ss coffee table across


    from me, his beautiful brown eyes searching my own.


    The question suddenly came into my head.


    "Why?"


    His eyebrows arched, "Why what?"


    "You know i''m probably not one of his whores, and at the moment your not trying to rape me...so why


    bring me here?"


    a small smile tugged on his lips, "I''m curious, Grey."


    "About what?" I frowned.


    "You."


    I felt my pulse quicken.


    "Sin refuses to tell me yourst name, i''m going to assume that he told you not to say anything, I am


    curious as to why he would bring a girl, whom is not a whore...out."


    "Probably because there weren''t any babysitters avable." I muttered lowly.


    His expression confused a little, "How do you know Russian?"


    "I told you, Highschool."


    "Is that so?"


    I gulped. "Yep"


    He leaned in, his face inches from mine, he smelled of expensive cologne.


    "You''re lying. devushka."


    "Am I?" My time and answers were limited, I knew it, and so did he.


    "Yes, and we both know it. so why don''t we skip the formalities and you tell me who exactly you are."


    I leaned back in the chair. trying to y it "Cool"


    "And if I don''t? what if i really am his whore...what a waste of your time this must have been..." I gave


    his gorgeously frustrated face a sarcastic wink.


    He was on me in a second, dragging me off the chair and pressing me to the wall by my throat,


    strangling me.


    "I could just choke it out of you." he gave me a sadistic smile.


    Leaning in he pressed his lips to my ear as i gurgled and choked, trying to find my own breath.


    "Or" his breath was hot on my ear "I could just fuck it out of you, right here. Right now. You don''t know


    how tempting it is to fuck that tight wet pussy of yours." He growled.


    I had enough of this bullshit, so using my free hand I gripped his, pressing hard on his pressure point in


    between his fingers.


    He released me, gripping his hand with a grimace on his face.


    He came at me swinging his arms at me, trying to get a direct blow at my face.


    I ducked his punches, and using my forearm I striked him across his left cheek.


    He winced, but came charging at me.


    This time I was too slow to move out of the way as he lifted mepletely off the floor and mmed


    me into the wall.


    I groaned as the wall made connection with my back, and all of my breath left me.


    When it came to skill and a clean fight, i would probably win, but when it came to pure strength, I was


    at a total loss.


    "You fight good shlyukha. You sure you''re just another one of his sluts?"


    I kicked him in the chest as he dropped me, darting to his other side I got into my fighting position,


    elbowing his massive stomach, i stepped on his foot, and swung him over my shoulder, using his own


    self as leverage.


    He copsed on the ground, breathing heavily.


    "I''m not his whore." I spat at him as I pressed my two fingers into his neck, cutting the blood flow to his


    brain, and knocked him unconscious. A reminder, I didn''t kill him, just merely knocked him out.


    Reaching into his front pocket I retrieved his phone, scrolling through his contacts I found the only


    name I recognized.


    it rang.


    "Hello?"


    "Hey, the slumber party ended a little soon,e pick me up."

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    Chapter 14


    He pulled me into the car, anger all over his face.


    "What the fuck happened? Where''s Viktor?"


    I shrugged "on his living room rug.


    You know it''s a reallyfy rug, very nice." I gave him a wink.


    His face morphed "you fucking knocked him out?!"


    I held up my index finger and my thumb, "a little bit."


    "How? Why? What happened?"


    I exined everything that happened since he had left to get Vikor wine.


    He mmed on the elerator.


    "Do you fucking know what you just did suka? He wille after you! God fucking dammit!!" He turned


    the wheel in a sharp corner.


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    I frowned, "we''ll what was I suppose to do? Let him find out about me? Let him choke me to death?"


    He shook his head deep in thought, "I know. I know."


    I pressed my head against the widow of the car door. That was the most of an apology that I would


    ever get from Sin Solvact.


    We pulled up to the hotel, he opened the door and pulled me inside.


    "Pack your bag. Were leaving. Now." We walked into the room, "yer? Xavier?My seychas


    uyezzhayem!" (we''re leaving now.)


    I pulled out of his arm, "Leaving? What? Why!"


    "He knows something''s up with you, he won''t leave you alone until he has you, and finds out what." He


    grabbed a ck suitcase."And if he does find out who you are....all hell breaks out."


    He threw the bag at me, "Pack fast, suka. if you didn''t knock him out long enough he''ll be looking for


    us."


    "Wait!" he turned to me "Why do you want to help me? wouldn''t it just be easier to give me to him, and


    be done with it?" I frowned at him.


    "Pack.Teper'' ." and he was gone.


    I threw everything from the closet and bathroom into the bag, not looking to see what I threw in, he told


    me to pack fast, I think 2 minutes is pretty fast."


    I heard a knock at the door.


    "yebat''" I heard sin curse under his breath.


    "Grey you''d better be ready to go."


    "I am." I said as I stood by his side.


    suddenly there was pounding on the door, and yelling.


    "Open up Sinister!" it was Viktor. "Open up or wee in, my friend."


    oh shit. I thought to myself. We? there was more of these bastards?


    "Get down!" Sin yelled as I was tackled to the ground.


    Suddenly there was white, and red.


    "ow!" I groaned, as I fell to the floor.


    I felt myself being lifted up, "Are you okay?" Sin asked as he carried me with one hand and with the


    other he grabbed a gun.


    "What was that?" I groaned as I wrapped my arms around his neck-


    he stiffened from the touch, but didn''t say anything about I, instead he said "Gernade. Xavier threw


    one, guess we got some of the guys outside the door, but there are more outside."


    "I want a gun" I whined as I locked my hands around his neck to secure myself.


    "No." he answered gruffly, grabbing another bag, and my own we made out way out the door, with me


    in his arms.


    My head hurt.


    I looked around as I saw bodies of a few men, blown to shreds by the grenade. none of them were


    Viktor, so I guess he got away. fuck.


    We slipped down the stairs, and out to a ck car, that I recognized as a mercedes brabus g63, the top


    of the line armored truck, known for being in the Russian Mafia. It was a beast.


    "Way to keep it on the down low." I mumbled as he slid me into the front passenger, and slid the belt


    around my waist.


    Gun shots were suddenly fired, and he ducked behind the door of the car.


    "Get your head down!" He yelled as he pulled another gun from his waistband.


    He cocked the gun, and fired at rushing people dressed in ck, I heard people on the sidelines


    screaming as they ran away from the shots.


    Sin tackled into the drivers seat, and we were off. Speeding down the road, going to god knows where.


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    Chapter 15


    "Who were they?" I asked, once we were in the clear, and on the interstate.


    "Italian Mafia, we''ve had our suspicions that Viktor has been working with them." He said gruffly, his


    eyes clouding over as if he had a lot on his mind.


    I frowned, "But don''t you have to be like 150% Italian to be in the mafia or something?"


    He grimaces, "he is."


    I frown. "What? How? I thought he was Russian!"


    He sighes, his shoulders sagging, his blue eyes shing. "We thought so too, he yed us, used our


    information."


    I could hear the venom in every word.


    "Why does he want to like kill us so bad?" I asked.


    He shrugged, "I guess you caught his eye or something...he likes a challenge, probably because he


    usually wins."


    My blood froze, i was his new game. And he usually won.


    His eyes flickered back over to me, "Grey he wonty a hand on you, I wont let him."


    I nodded, "Okay." I wasn''t convinced.


    He elerated, I nced down at the speedometer and saw he was going 103 in a 75.


    "You know you''ll get pulled over, right?"


    He snickered, "Were still in New York, even though were not in the city. The Russian Mafia owns


    everyone in it, including police."


    I stared out at the New York hillside, "Where are we going?"


    "Miami."


    I frowned, "That''s like twenty hours away."


    "Great work. you can count." His voiceced in sarcasm.


    "Easy there Mr. Saastic, this first grader who can count to twenty, can also kick your ass."


    He grinned, "I Highly doubt that, Suka."


    I huffed, "You know you really could make a better name rather than a Russian term for bitch."


    Hid smile only increased, "And what would I call you?"


    "Hmm, I don''t know...how about Grey?!"


    He pouted, "That''s boring, I like Suka...it suits you."


    I clenched my fists, "You son of a fu-"


    "Careful little one, nice girls don''t curse."


    I raised my hand to punch him.


    "No"


    I held up my hands, "Woof."


    I folded my hands into myp, pressing them tightly together, because I knew that if I didn''t I would


    punch him in that cocky gorgeous face of his.


    "So why do I have to be in a car for twenty hours with a Russian mob boss, whom hates me? I hope


    you do realize that before we even get to the halfway point, one of us will probably be dead. My


    money''s on you."


    He chuckled, "Trust me little girl. being with you for twenty hours in a confined space isn''t my idea of a


    good time either."


    "Then why not let me go? I can hold my own in the big bad world."


    "I have no doubt that you can''t. consider it a favor that I keep you alive rather than putting a bullet in


    your pretty little face."


    I bit my lip, "You know I don''t think you could do that, yeah I think you like me. I''ve gotten to the heart of


    the ruthless Sinister Solvact."


    He shook his head, "You wish, little girl."


    "You know why do you keep doing that?"


    "Doing what?"


    "Calling me a little girl, you couldn''t be very much older than I."


    "I''m twenty-six."


    "You see? Seven years is nothing, actually its legal." I frowned and covered my mouth. That came out


    so wrong.


    "nning to fuck me are you, Grey?" His lips curled in amusment.


    "No, Fuck. That came out bad."


    "Really bad." He corrected.


    "Yes, it came out really bad, my point was you are not very much older than I am."


    He waved it off, "Your fine, and anyways, if you ever do want to fuck. Give me a call." He winked at me.


    I rolled my eyes, "I''m sure you have plenty of other prettier, sexier prostitues to


    have your own selfish way with."


    "Not prettier, you have a head start on that one, they might be more...experienced." His eyes flickered


    over to me "But i''d rather fuck you."


    "How charming, a filthy mob boss wants to fuck me. Check that off my bucket list."


    He made a gruff noise. Then it came to me.


    "Wait what? Did the Sinister just call me...what was that? prettier than his high ss prostitutes? wow I


    cant wait to tell all of my friends!"


    "You don''t have friends, Suka."


    "I did. At the academy."


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    "Oh great, little high-school ninja''s." He muttered gruffly


    "Jealous that you didn''t get high ss training?" I teased.


    "Nope. At least I could be a great fighter, without a bunch of pussy ass fucktards teaching me my


    entire life." He shrugged and gave me a painstakingly gorgeous smirk.


    "I have yet to see your so called ''great fighting skills'' " I made air quotes, "In action."


    His smile deepened and his eye glistened "Trust me, suka. You will"

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    Chapter 16


    We drove until dark, inplete silence.


    I mean I guess it shouldn''t have bugged me that he didn''t even attempt conversation, because in his


    point of view, I''m a big annoying liability. But it did bug me, and I hate myself for letting it get to me


    I kept stealing nces at him, looking his face to see if there was anything there.


    Any fatigue from driving sixteen hours, or any signs of hunger. But there was nothing.


    I was starving, at it was annoying me that he couldn''t pull over for just fifteen minutes to get a bite to


    eat.


    My stomach growled, and he chuckled; the first sound I had hearde from him for the past hours.


    "Guess we should get food, right?" He asked, his eyes going to mine.


    I rolled my eyes, "You think?"


    We stopped outside of a shinnyte night dinner, and walked inside.


    A woman greeted us, she looked to be in herte twenties; With a short fake blonde pixi cut, wild


    amounts of makeup all over her face, and clothes that a hooter girl should wear.


    He eyes siezed up Sin, her lips curling into some sort of a sick horny smile.


    "Hi" She flushed, "Do you and your...sister need a table?" she shed me a not so innocent smile.


    I was about to lung at her when Sin gripped my wrist tightly, my eyes flickered over to his and he gave


    me a warning look.


    So instead I decided to handle this...situation, Verbally, not physically.


    "Are you fucking blind or something? Do we even look simr? I think all that shit on your face finally


    went to your head. Do something useful with yourself and get us a table."


    oops.


    Her face blushed deep crimson, "Feisty little girl, huh? Did you just pick her up from her middle school


    dance, or something?" She asked with a grin, motioning to my dress that I hadpletely forgotten


    about.


    "At least you can see my clothes." I snapped back.


    "You fucking son of a bi-" She was cut off my Sin raising his hand.


    "Just get us a table."


    She couldn''t have gotten redder, and I was so damn happy.


    I didn''t know why I felt the need to attack her the second she started hitting on Sin, it wasn''t like I liked


    him or anything, I meane on. The guy is a hit man, Mob boss, who is in control of sex trafficking,


    dug deals, and killing people.


    We sat down in a booth and an old man grabbed our orders, probably because that skeezy bitch was


    too embarrassed.


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    "Bud light, please." Sin said without looking up from the menu.


    He turned to me, "And for you?"


    "Bud light." I said with a smile.


    Sin''s dark eye brows rose as the elder man walked away.


    "Your not twenty-one." He stated.


    "Whoa you can count to twenty-one? No fair you beat my twenty." I teased.


    He put down the menu and stared at me, his icy blue eyes stabbing mine, his chiseled jaw set.


    "You shouldn''t drink your like twelve."


    I scowled, "I''m almost twenty."


    "Wow you can count." He muttered as he looked back to the menu.


    I kicked him.


    The silver haired waiter came back over with two Bud lights, "Are you two ready to order?"


    Sin ordered a hamburger, while I ordered in pasta, bread rolls, chicken fingers, macaroni and


    cheese, and a chocte milk.


    I finished it in a matter of 4 minutes.


    Sin sat there with an amused smile, "If you eat so much, then how are you so thin?"


    I crossed my arms over my chest, "The only reason I ate so much is because you dumb ass Russian


    mobsters decided to starve your prisoner.


    He shrugged, "Oops."


    "Whatever." I spat at him.


    We sat there in silence for a few minutes, me with my look of hate, and his with that stupid lip curled


    smirk.


    "Let''s go." I said, getting up.


    His hand shot out and grabbed my wrist, "No, this is nice."


    I frowned at him, and then at his massive hand that wrapped around my skinny wrist.


    I sat down, "Don''t touch me."


    He let go, "I want to get to know you more."


    That caught my attention, my frown dropped and my tense muscles rxed.


    "Why? You already know everything about me, thanks to that little background check of yours."


    He shrugged and took a sip of his beer, "Not everything."


    "What do you want to know?"


    He shrugged, "Everything."


    "I was born in Moscow Russia, my mom and dad were killed in a gang fight or something, and my


    brothers were shot and killed. The end."


    He shrugged, "I already knew all of that, I''m talking about the real Grey Ravenwood, what went on in


    your head? what did you want to be? what were your secrets? What did you enjoy?"


    He seemed actually genuinely interested, so i told him.


    "We''ll when I was five, I wanted to be a princess, naturally as a five year old should want to be. I liked


    the color red, figure skating, and Karate."


    "So you''ve been a Ninja since birth?"


    I smiled and nodded, "My mom was a stay at home mom, and my dad was a business man of some


    sort. Guess the thought of him being a russian mobster never really crossed my mind. Mike was six


    years older than me, and Jake was only one year older. We got along pretty well. I attended one of


    Moscow''s finest prep schools, until I learned of my parents death. From there I was barley going by, my


    Karate instructor talked about me frequently, and he just happened to be friends with some people from


    the CIA. They recruited me as an orphan, while my brothers attended a boarding school. The CIA was


    tough, my blood and sweat went into everything that I did, I trained for five years, without seeing my


    brothers. When I learned of their death..." I swallowed down tears, I refused to cry in front of him. "I was


    wrecked, and swore to avenge their deaths, but that''s when I was sent on that mission to retrieve the


    launch codes...and now" I shrugged "I''m a burned agent."


    We stayed sitting like that, his eyes locked on to me, trailing over me like he wanted to remember


    something he knew he''d forget.


    His ice eyes flickered over all of my facial features. "Aren''t you happy to be burned? You get to leave


    that academy, and make something of yourself."


    I shook my head, "If I ever wanted a job, they''d question why my backround was frozen, why they


    couldn''t find anything on Grey Aleksei Dante Ravenwood. What do you want me to say? Oops sorry I


    forgot to also tell you I''m a burned CIA assassin...should I put that under hobbies?" I rolled my eyes.


    He nodded, "Point taken."


    "So what about you?"


    "What about me?"


    "Who''s the real Sinister Solvact?" I asked with a grin.


    He shook his head, "Sorry Suka, Maybe another time." Hey down a hundred dor bill, "They can


    keep the change."


    I nodded in agreement, that whore needs more strip money.

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    Chapter 17


    We arrived at 3:30 in the morning, at the Acqualina resort in Miami.


    My eyes were closing as Sin helped me out of the car, his arms gripping my forearm in a tight...almost


    protective hold.


    "I''m tired." I mumbled.


    He breathed out a chuckle as we walked into the lobby, "I know suka, just a little further."


    "Don''t...call me, that." I grumbled.


    A middle aged woman greeted us at the front desk, and I did my very best to give the impression of a


    conscious human girl.


    "Hi, what can I get for you?" She asked, rubbing her bright red lipstick covered lips together.


    "Three rooms, presidential suite, and the two rooms on either side, thank you." He said as he re-


    adjusted his arm around me, normally I would have swatted his arms away, but I was just too damn


    tired.


    "Of course, and what name shall these rooms be under?"


    "Solvact."


    Her eyes widened, I guess his name was well known or something.


    "Yes Mr. Solvact, and please Wee to Miami, it''s great to have you back." She bowed her head and


    slumped a little lower as she handed him three different envelopes filled with room keys.


    The lobby was decorated an aqua color, with this cool under water theme, I noticed.


    Sin practically carried me upstairs and into the room, which I assumed was the presidential suite. He


    lifted me off the ground toy me on the bed.


    "You got me the presidential suite, just for me? Your so sweet." I mumbled in a groggy tone.


    He turned to me, a smirk stered on his devastatingly handsome face, "That''s cute Suka, this suite is


    for us. The ones next to us are for yer and Xavier. I need to keep my eye on you."


    I groaned but didn''t argue, I didn''t quite have it in me.


    "Is this my bed?" I asked with a sleepy smile.


    Heughed, "I guess so, now get some sleep."


    He doesn''t need to tell me twice, the second my head hit the pillow I was out, sleep had officially, and


    finally...consumed me.


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    .


    .


    The next morning I awoke with a jolt of life, live someone was giving me CPR, I shot up in bed.


    I looked over at the clock and it read 7:25, that''s too damn early.


    I grabbed some clothes from my bag that was set by the bed and took a sweet smelling shower.


    They had real name brands (unlike in NYC) and I came out of there smelling- and feeling, like a million


    bucks.


    I dressed in a ck half-shirt, that showed my bony stomach, and a pair of ck ruffled shorts.


    I put on light makeup andbed my long red hair down, I hadn''t realized that it had gotten so long. It


    nearly went all the way to my waist.


    I walked out of the shower to see myself looking at the back of a shirtless Sin.


    Holy Fucking shit. He was a sexy motherfucker.


    He was ripped beyond belief, his skin perfectly sculpted.


    As if feeling my stare on him he turned around, and looked at my attire.


    "Morning." I said as I walked past him and walked over to the porch.


    I could feel his eyes burning into my back- and possibly my ass.


    The View was amazing, and beach front, though I knew the possibilities of us being able to go the to


    beach were very slim.


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    I watched as I saw families, amd girls my age running around the beach,ughing and sshing each


    other with the water, even though it was almost winter.


    I watched as they were all smiling, and realized that I couldn''t find a single unhappy person, and it


    made me wish that I was like them. That I could just go down there with my nonexistent friends and


    have the time of my life, with nothing to worry about.


    But that''s exactly what''s not going to happen, instead I''m involved with the Russian and Italian Mafia,


    and the CIA. Great. I am the fartheat thing from those happy people on the beach.


    "Enjoying the view?" The all too farmiliar voice came from behind me. I turned and smiled, "It''s really


    pretty."


    He had finally put on a tight ck shirt, his eyes were more alert thanst night, they''re ice blue was


    shimmering.


    "When are yer and Xavier going to be here?" I asked.


    "Oh, they got in early this morning. they''re setting up cameras in the hallway."


    The only person I was happy to see was Xavier, considering he was the only one who had been half


    decent to me.


    I ran out into the hallway, he was climbing down from adder...so I did the only thing logical in this


    moment of time. I jumped into his arms.


    Wrapping my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck Iughed.


    "Whoa haha, What''s this for?" He asked with augh as he wrapped his hands around my back, giving


    me a tight squeeze.


    I untangled myself from him and smiled up at his handsome face, "Two things, One because your the


    only nice one, and two because you practically saved me in New York."


    He grinned, "Oh that''s right, well thanks lyubov."


    I smiled a little, "Pozhaluysta" (You''re Wee)


    "What''s up with the cameras?" I asked as I looked down the endless hallway, There were the grey


    older hotel cameras, and then there were these ck circr high tech Mafia cameras.


    "Rumors say the Italian Mafia is in town." Xavier looked at me and shrugged "They got in a little after


    you did early this morning."


    My eyes went wide "They''re here?!"


    Sin walked out in the hall way and gave Xavier the death re, "yebat'' golovu!" He yelled at him.


    I frowned, "Sin, I need to know these things, and for fucking Christ sakes I can handle myself."


    Sin shrugged, "These guys are dangerous." He looked over to Xavier "You couldn''t just keep your


    fucking mouth closed?"


    "She has a right to know!" He shot back, but kept his mouth closed.


    "Well" A new voice came from behind me and I turned to see yer, He gave me an evil wink. "If those


    Italian shits want toe anywhere near us were prepared. We have Cameras all through the inside


    and outside of this hotel, also Niki and his men are in town, Well have reinforcements."


    Sin''s eyebrows shot up, "Niki is...here?"


    yer nodded slowly, "He wanted to see what all of this was about." All of there eyes went to me.


    "Okay two things...number one, I shouldn''t be the cause of all of this, all I did was beat Viktor up


    because...well you know, and two , who the Hell is Niki?"


    "My cousin." Sin shrugged.


    "Your...cousin?" I asked with a curious nce.


    "Yeah" yer said and gave me another wink "And he really wants to meet you."

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    Chapter 18


    **Later that evening


    "Is it another whore dress?" I groaned as I got out of the shower, yes I know two showers in one day,


    props to me. I wrapped the towel tightly and securley around myself before walking out of the


    bathroom.


    Me and Sin were going to meet his cousin at dinner tonight because apparently he was so "excited" to


    meet me.


    "No its not a whore dress, and don''t say another, because that other dress we made you wear wasn''t a


    whore dress, suka."


    Liar.


    I frowned as he handed me a ck dress.


    "Go put on some clothes, your testing my self control" Sin said as he looked at my towel covered body.


    Your testing my self control? Who says shit like that?


    I mimicked him under my breath, as I walked away.


    I slipped into the tight dress and smiled at my reflection, all though the dress was a little too short for


    my liking, I liked it. It wasce on the top half, and tight around my chest. The bottom half was a solid


    ck and tight around my thighs.


    I put on liquid eye liner over my lids and slipped on thick mascara to make my already longshes-


    even longer. I applied some grey eye shadow to enhance my eye colour and lip gloss to top it off.


    When I looked in the mirror, I had to admit, I looked pretty damn sexy.


    A pair of ckced tsy on my bead when I came out of the washroom, along with a note:


    Suka, try not to break your neck in these?


    ~Sinister


    Smart ass.


    I growled at the note, but graciously epted the shoes, and they matched my 6 and a half shoe size.


    Creep. He knows what size my feet are. I don''t believe I ever told him my foot size, the little sneaky


    b¨¤stard.


    I walked out of the room to meet Sin, his eyes locked onto me and an emotion came across his face.


    To which emotion am I referring to? I got no fuckin clue.


    He was wearing a ck dress shirt, that made his gorgeous eyes pop, with ck shoes and ck


    dress pants.


    And as per usual he looked...gorgeous.


    I wanted to fuck him. That fuck faced, dick headed, pr?ck shaped, asshat.


    "Hi" I said as I walked closer to him, my breath hitched as his eyes burned into mine.


    If only he knew...


    "Hi" He breathed. But of course something had to ruin the moment.


    In walks Xavier, smile on as per usual. If I didn''t know him like I did, I''d never assume him to be in the


    Mafia, I''d almost assume him to be...innocent. But I knew better, and I knew that was exactly what he


    was not.


    Sinister on the other hand, looked like the mafia itself, his dark hair, looks so good that it made him


    menacing. I could be six years old and know this guy wasn''t innocent.


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    "Can I have a gun?" I asked with an innocent.


    Xavier seemed to choke, but Sin just seemed amused.


    "A gun?" Sinister asked.


    "No a fucking tampon, yes a gun." I muttered sarcastically.


    "Why would you..." Xavier looked at Sin''s expression and stamped his foot "No, Sinister. No! I know


    that look of yours, you''re going to give in. Don''t give her a fucking gun!"


    Toote.


    I smiled cheerfully as Sin handed me a mini strap gun that goes in like a hand bag of around your thigh.


    He handed me a ck strap, as i wrapped it around my leg.


    I gave Xavier a victorious smile as he frowned.


    "I bet you don''t even know how to use it."


    I''ll show him.


    I cocked it, and uncocked it, and dismantled it in a matter of seconds holding the sleeve in my hand,


    then cocking it back and sliding the sleeve back in, turning off safety mode I cocked it again and held it


    to him, one flick of my finger, and bang. I could kill him.


    I grinned as I turned safety mode back on, "My point proven?" I asked with a grin.


    I turned when I heard a snicker, Sin and yer wereughing so hard, I smiled proudly to myself.


    I slid the gun into the thigh strap and smiled, "We ready to go?"


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    We pulled out in front of The Dutch, this really fancy restaurant with posh gold trimmings all around the


    front. It seemed as though Sin had a different car every time we drove, once it was a Ferrari Enzo, then


    it was a Mercedes Barbus g63, and now its a McLaren 650s.


    "How many freaking cars do you have?" I asked as he helped me out of the car and handed the keys to


    a Vallet worker.


    "A lot of cars, Suka. They''re kind of my...passion," He grinned as he held the door open for me.


    "Oh Gosh, is the Sinister Solvact being a...gentleman?"


    He shrugged and gave me a wicked smile, "For now."


    He suddenly grabbed my hand in his and I tried to pull away.


    "Just go with it, trust me I don''t want to do this either, be careful when your talking to my cousin he''s


    very...convincing."


    I nodded as we made our way to a table, and then...I saw him.

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    Chapter 19


    He was very good looking. Let''s just keep it at that, not Sin kind of good looking, but good looking


    nevertheless. God screw these damn good looking Russian men.


    He had white blonde locks, and dark looking eyes. His skin was pale and wless, his tall frame and


    chiseled jaw line made me see where Sinister and him were rted.


    That jaw line can cut fucking diamonds.


    He stood from his table to greet us.


    "sem''ya. Cousin, it''s been too long." His ent was thick and strong like Sin''s, he was a bred Russian.


    He shook Sin''s hand, and his dark eyes shed over to mine.


    His eyes seemed to sieze me up, taking in every square inch of my body, drifting over the ces where


    I really didn''t want him to.


    NO M¨¢S


    He already gave me the creepy creepies.


    "Well, now I see what all of the fuss was about, I mean, yebat'' She''s beautiful."


    I nodded awkwardly, true he might be good looking, but nothing could makeup for how ufortable


    he made me.


    It was kind of like the twilight stare, you know?


    The whole ''make direct eye contact and fuck it because I''m horny as hell, but I''m going to try and be


    causal about it''


    We sat at the table, Niki faced the two of us.


    "So cousin tell me, what did this little beauty do to piss of the Italians?" He asked, his fingers pressed


    together, his face concentrated on me.


    Sinister cleared his throat, "Well um...you see...she kind of beat the living shit out of Viktor when he


    wasing on to her, and she knocked him out cold."


    Niki frowned, "I am confused, how can a girl of um...that size take on someone like Viktor?"


    I looked over to Sin, and he gave me a reassuring nod, "We can trust him." He whispered.


    All though I feltpletely not "Okay" I gave him a sharp nod.


    "She''s a burned CIA assassin." His eyes went wide, "Don''t worry, you have my word, we can trust her."


    Sin said with a straight lipped look.


    Niki seemed to process this for awhile, never breaking eye contact he suddenly let out augh


    "A girl who can kick ass, I like it!" His face was flushed withughter, "I assume she doesn''t need to be


    sworn in, considering that''s what she''s been doing all her life. So, wait tell me...what did Viktor''s face


    look like when he found out you could kick his Italian fucking balls?"


    What. The. Shitting. Shit?


    I thought he was going to freak out, or yell, or go ninja Russian on my ass.


    I swallowed and smiled, "Well, I suppose he was kind of...shocked?"


    Niki let out anotherugh, "I suppose so!"


    He took a long drink of the liquid in his ss, it was a dark- dark brown...so I assumed it was strong,


    "Well I must say Grey...that''s your name right?"


    "Yes."


    "Well..." he took another sip "Wee to the Family."


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    That was probably by far the most weird dinners I have ever had, and I''ve had some pretty crazy ass


    dinners.


    The drive to the hotel was soft and quiet, probably because were driving in this million and something


    dor car.


    Wow, Niki got drunk fast, that was almost unbelievably fast, and thank god for his body guards to


    take him back safely.


    We pulled into the lot and stepped out of the car.


    I opened my mouth to thank Sinister for trusting me, but suddenly there was a sh of light, and smoke


    flooded my vision.


    I covered my eye as the smoke made it difficult to breath, and it was almost impossible to see anything.


    I pressed the fabric from my dress over my mouth to help me breathe.


    I felt Sinister run by my side, I squinted as he pulled out his gun, and suddenly shadowed men


    descended upon us.


    I screamed as I felt myself being dragged away.


    I couldn''t see anything, and tears from the gas pooled down my cheeks.


    I managed to grab my gun from my leg strap and in a sh, I smashed my captor across the face, I felt


    the bone of his nose crumble under the pressure.


    He stumbled back and using that moment, I fired a shot into the center of his skull.


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    I pressed the cloth closer to my face, if it was even possible, I felt my breathing bing slower.


    Suddenly a shadow came out of nowhere, and roughly grabbed me.


    You should know that I Grey Aleksei Dante Ravenwood, do not like to be touched, grabbed, poked, hit


    or manhandled by anyone.


    So I shot him in the head.


    And flicked him off.


    I slid my body under a car and buried my face deeper into the cloth as my lungs began to drown in the


    poison.


    I felt myself beginning to gag and choke on the gas.


    Hot tears spilled down my face.


    I mumbled Sinister''s same once more, and then suddenly everything was ck, and I drowned in the


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    Chapter 20


    I sat up in the hotel bed, and held my head in my hands, it throbbed from the pain of whatever gas had


    swallowed me.


    Wait, what happened?


    The side table had a ss of water, Advil, and a note.


    Nice shootingst night, Suka


    ~Sinister


    I swallowed the Advil with the water, and tip toed into the living room.


    There sat Xavier, Sin, yer, and a man I didn''t recognize.


    When I walked in, they all stood up, Sins eyes had dark circles surrounding them.


    I frowned, "What happened?"


    "Italians" Xavier said "They tried to grab youst night, but you...yeah you shot them."


    I nodded, that much I remembered.


    "This is us." Sin said motioning to the stranger man.


    He had white blonde, and ck dyed hair, with these big green eyes, and pasty pale skin, he too was


    tall and broad.


    "He found you under the carst night." Sin muttered. "Carried your ass back to the room."


    us lifted his hand to mine, "Good hiding ce." His Russian ent was so strong. that I almost


    couldn''t understand him, good thing that I was Russian, and could make out his words.


    "Thank you." I said with a small smile.


    "Why did they shoot at us if they...wanted me?" I asked carefully.


    us shrugged, "Guess they wanted to kill Sinister."


    "Who doesn''t?" yer muttered.


    "Zatknis!" Sin yelled, I think that meant something along the lines of "Shut the fuck up."


    "Anyways, that''s not the point. The point is, is that you''re okay. We just have to be more cautious."


    Xavier said. Giving me that Hazel eyed smile.


    "I want a gun." I stated, I needed to be frank with them, if I wanted something, then I better damn well


    get it.


    Sins lips turned up in a smile at my forward statement.


    "You already have one, and yes you already proved your point that you can handle a gun." Xavier said


    gruffly.


    I shook my head stubbornly, "not that gun, that gun has blood on it. I want a ops sniper and two hand


    guns."


    "No. Fucking. Way."


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    I shrugged, "fine then I think the Italians are towards the east. Let me just give a quick hi to Viktor."


    I began walking to the door when I felt a pair of strong hands around my waist, and suddenly I was off


    the ground flying to another direction.


    "Oh no you don''t" Sin growled in my ear as he set me back on the ground 15 feet from the door, and


    kept his hands on my waist to hold me back. "You know too fucking much, we can''t have you giving any


    information to the Italians."


    Dammit.


    "Fine, Iisus. Jesus, you''ll get your guns." Sin muttered.


    "Good." I muttered, I tried to pull out of Sins grasp, but he kept his hold.


    "Let g-"


    "Come with me." He spat as he dragged me into my room.


    I tore out of his grasp the second we entered the room.


    "What!" I yelled.


    "Don''t what me. You can''t just threaten us to leave, you can''t leave."


    I shrugged, "I kinda figured that Mr. Smarty pants, I just really wanted my guns."


    He shook his head, "you''re fucking crazy, suka."


    I beamed up at him, and he rolled his eyes.


    His goddamn gorgeous eyes.


    I looked over to the digital clock, and it read 5:42.


    "Wow, I slept all day?" I moaned. I hated sleeping in, It just wasted the day away.


    "They used some pretty serious sleeping gas, guess they really wanted you out cold."


    I flinched at the thought of what they could have done to me while I was out.


    "Get changed. We''re going for a walk." He spat at me, funny how even a sweet statement like that


    coulde out menacing when he said it.


    With that he walked out the door.


    Who goes for walks these days? Nowadays kids ride their hover boards.


    But a walk? Why would he want to go for a walk? Was he finally warming up to me?


    Nah.


    I ran into the bathroom and slid on a tight ck tank top, with blue shredded shorts, and ck


    converses.


    I looked in the mirror and surprised myself, I guess I never really paid much attention to my appearance


    to notice that I was actually somewhat pretty.


    Now my entire life I knew that I was very well not ugly, but I usually never really cared about my face.


    It was slim and pale, my grey eyes standing out from underneath my crazy long dark eyeshes, my


    bright red hair lined my high cheek bones perfectly.


    Aye, I got those Victoria Justice cheek bones.


    I realized that I didn''t look so much like a kid anymore, but rather a woman.


    But I guess that was expected when my twentieth birthday was just a short distance away, as a kid


    growing up in the academy I never had a birthday, and I would usually celebrate it by myself.


    Like Harry Potter, except I can''t draw a birthday cake in the dust, on the floor of a cottage in the middle


    of the ocean, and scream "make a wish Harry" and then BOOM I''m a motherfucking wizard.


    (Please tell me someone got that reference.)


    "Are youing, Suka?" Sin called out from the door way.


    I stole another quick nce at my image before running out to greet him.


    This walk was sure to be interesting.

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    Chapter 21


    The sand was cool against the Miami evening air, and surprisingly there were few people around.


    I didn''t know if it was the fact that it was dinner time, or the middle of the "Winter" (winter for Miami is


    still hot).


    There was a woman and her husband throwing their dog a Frisbee, a family building sand castles, and


    a young couple curled up in a towel. Every one of these people would never believe what is happening


    in my used to be, simple life.


    I had kicked off my shoes some hundred feet ago, and now my feet were sliding into the sand.


    I grinned, this was my first time on an actual beach, I mean growing up in Moscow, Russia, and from


    there to California where I was locked up and secluded for five years, I never really had the opportunity


    to endure the beach.


    "Your like a child." He said with a smirk.


    I shrugged it off and continued to dig my feet into the sand.


    "And your like an old man!" I called back.


    "And your like a skinny little twelve year old." He muttered back, catching up to my side.


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    "And your like a fat old Grandpa." I yelled back, and suddenly...he gave chase.


    This was one of the very few times I was grateful for my short and small size, because I was able to


    duck from him.


    But damn for such a tall guy he was fast.


    I shrieked as suddenly my feet weren''t touching the soft sand, instead they were flying through the air.


    He raised mepletely off the ground and spun me around in circles.


    With one sharp movement he sat me on the ground in my dizzy state.


    "Come and get me." He mocked, as I struggled to stand up with my whole world rotating violently.


    I lunged out at thin air, he had slid by me easily.


    I groaned as the dizzy feeling began to very slowly fade away, but he had already gotten to me.


    He hooked his leg around my ankle and gave a sharp tug, and sent me flying to the ground.


    Iy on the ground, squeezing my eyes shut tight until the dizziness went away, and the second it


    did...I was up.


    Running towards him, I held my fists out and striked him in the face...well...almost. Instead of catching


    flesh I caught his fingers.


    He grasped my hand centimeters from his face, and with another quick move he spun me around until


    my back was pressed against his rock hard stomach.


    Hisrge hands gripped my thin ones in an unbreakable grasp, and he growled in my ear, "Get out,


    printsessa."


    Quick hands. I thought to myself.


    I turned my palms downwards and all at once I dropped down, pressing my weight down as hard and


    fast as possible.


    Inded on all fours as his face was stunned at my skilled move.


    I beamed proudly up at him as I lifted myself off of the beach sand.


    He then kicked a massive sand storm my way, and while I was temporarily blinded, he lifted me off the


    ground and pressed me onto his shoulders.


    I grimaced as all I saw was his fine ass. Oops I''m staring at his ass.


    I wasn''t sorry at all, damn he had a nice back side.


    I pounded my fists and screamed like a little girl, even though I could get out of this position easily.


    I kind of liked being the "less experienced person" for a change.


    Suddenly I felt the air get colder and a sprinkle of salty water pressed onto my face.


    My eyes shot open.


    He was going to throw me in the water.


    "No!" I screamed as I began to thrash wildly.


    But I guess he figured I would do that because he held my wrists and legs and swung me around bridal


    style.


    "Do you know how to swim, suka?" He asked with his stupid smug smile.


    "No no no no no!" I was almost begging, but I guess when your in the mafia you''ve developed immunity


    to beggars.


    "Please!" I screamed but his mind was already set.


    With one swift move, he swung me back wards, and released with an intense strength, and I flew ten


    feet out.


    The water submerged me and I yelled profanities all through the air.


    I surfaced the water to find himughing, for the first time since I met him.


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    Chapter 22


    The next morning I woke up feeling surprisingly well, my usual headache wasn''t there, and the


    constant feel like I was about to die, was nonexistent...for the moment.


    I showered and dressed into a casual ck and flowered print dress, with ck ballet ts.


    I left my hair down, and put on some lip gloss.


    I walked out into the living room to find Xavier sitting and watching Tv.


    "Morning." He said without looking up from the telivison.


    "Morning yourself, hey is that all you do? watch TV?"


    "Yeah. When it''s Adventure time." He muttered, still not looking away from the TV, where some pink


    space princess was.


    "How old are you again?" I asked.


    "Twenty-three." He muttered, I think he knew what he hading.


    "You''re twenty-three and you are watching a pink fat blob?"


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    "Hey, that''s lumpy space princess!" He yelled, finally turning his head to look at me.


    "Mmmh." I rolled my eyes.


    "Wanna watch?"


    "Yes."


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    After about three hours of Adventure time, I realized that I hadn''t eaten dinner yet, so when the TV


    show marathon was over I walked into the kitchen.


    There was absolutely no food, except for three cases of beer, and a box of Eggo waffles.


    Eggo waffles it is, and after a very nourishing breakfast Sin walked in.


    Looking nice as always in his tight ck shirt and pants, with his jet ck hairbed and his icy pale


    blue eyes alert.


    His eyes darted over to mine, but then remained back on Xavier.


    "There was movement out side the hotelst night. Mozhet byt'' , ital''yantsy" (Could be the Italians)


    "You guys do realize that I speak Russian, right?" I said with a sarcastic wink.


    They both looked at me, "Sorry. Right. I forgot, well that sucks now we can''t have conversations right in


    front of you, while you being oblivious." Sin muttered.


    "You never could." I reminded him.


    "Right." He sighed.


    "So the Italians?" I asked "They were herest night?"


    "Da. Good thing we were out." Sin said, while running his hand through his gorgeous locks.


    "Yeah, where did you guys go again?" Xavier asked, folding his arms over his chest.


    Sin seemed to internally smile. "For a swim."


    Xavier cocked an eye brow, "Isn''t it like freezing."


    I clenched my teeth, "It sure is."


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    I spent the rest of the afternoon in my room, ying with my new toys, aka...guns.


    I looked in the closet out of pure boredom to realize, that I didn''t have anymore clothes.


    I had those causal clothesst night to wear to the beach, but those were now soaking wet.


    I had this dress, but I hate dresses and this was the only clean thing to wear.


    It was getting dark outside and I refuse to go to bed naked around a bunch of Horny ass Mafia men.


    I had other clothes- I really did, they just kinda got...blown up in New York.


    I walked out of the room,bing through my hair with my fingers.


    "Sinister?" I called out walking towards his room, a few things that I didn''t understand was that why


    Xavier spent his entire day in this hotel room, when he has a perfectly good one next door. yer


    keeps to himself, I didn''t know why Xavier didn''t.


    I knocked on his door once before walking in.


    And there he was.


    Shirtless.


    I forced my eyes to stay up to his face, even though I caught a glimpse of a beautiful 8-pack. Or was


    that a 6-pack?


    My eyes flickered.


    Oh yup, definitely an 8-pack.


    "Suka? What do you need.


    I not to look at his gorgeousness in front of me, "clothes... I need clothes, my other clothes got kind of...


    um... Blown up?"


    He cocked an eyebrow at me, "you have no more clothes?"


    I shook my head.


    He shrugged and walked over to his drawer, handing me one of his button up dress shirts, "then wear


    this to bed, suka. We''ll get you clothester."


    I was about to argue when there was a loud pounding on the door, He over to the side table and


    grabbed the gun.


    "Get behind me." He growled.


    I almostughed, "get behind me? Are you serious? How clich¨¦ can you get? I''ve trained half my life


    just killing people... I think I can handle myself."


    He shrugged and walked over to the door.


    With one calcted move he swung open the door, and pointed the gun at who was behind it. I knew it


    was serious when I saw his face drain of colour,


    "Get inside." He growled.


    Suddenly I turned to see Niki.


    His normally white blonde hair was now stained with blood, his right cheek bone was bruised a ck


    and purple.


    HHis left outer most arm seemed to be bleeding.


    I pushed past Sin and ran over to him, he winced as I led him over to the couch to examine his wound.


    It must have been Shot by a MP-40 judging by the size and impact of the wound.


    "You''ll be fine." I said with a smile, "Just a flesh wound. The bullet shot through in through, no bone."


    yer and Xaiver barged in, looking at Niki and then Sin they seemed to have a sort of idea as to


    what had happened.


    "Get me some painkillers." I instructed them.


    Sin handed me a heavy duty first aid kit as I set out all of the dressings.


    Using alcohol cleaned tweezers I got all of the shratnel and bullet that I could without damaging the


    bone.


    Then I sterilized the outer lining and rim of the wound, making sure he wouldn''t get an infection.


    I then bandaged his arm up tightly, making sure it wasn''t about to fall off.


    He bit the inside of his cheek all the way through it, but didn''t say anything.


    yer and Xavier came back momentster, "Is Paracetamol okay?"


    I nodded as he handed me a little blue bottle, "Perfect."


    I turned back to Niki who''s sickly pale face was pointed in my direction, his eyes trained on mine.


    "Take two of these every six hours." I instructed.


    He nodded as he grabbed two capsules and swallowed them both without water.


    I looked over at his nasty bruises and walked over to the freezer.


    Pulling out a frozen solid Eggo waffle I handed it to him to put on his bruises. "Sorry, it''s all we have. All


    these dumasses seem to want to buy is Waffles and Beer."


    "And guns." yer reminded me.


    Iughed, "Yes, and guns."


    "And C4, Drugs, and prostitutes." He said again.


    "zatknut''sya ukolot''!" Sin yelled at him. (something along the lines of ''shut the fuck up you prick'')


    I raised my hands, "No its fine, I already know what you bastards do."


    Sin grinned, "It''s not like I care what you think."


    I frowned and felt some part of me let out a sob.


    I couldn''t actually feel something for this creep? Could I?


    But my reaction seemed to fuel him, "What did you think, Suka? Did you think I actually cared about


    you?"


    I blinked away everything and took a long stride towards him, pressing my stomach against his core, I


    looked into his Icy eyes.


    "I don''t care what you think, Vy trus." I spat, and walked away.


    (You coward)


    That was the first time the thought ever crossed my mind...could I feel something for Sinister


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    Chapter 23


    I was curled up in the bed, my door locked.


    I was just another stupid girl, was I actually serious? Did I even think about liking him?!


    He was in the Mafia.


    Grey face it, he is the Mafia.


    I have trained half my life learning how to kill people like him, and how to mentally degrade people like


    him.


    I''m his fucking prisoner!


    I''m thinking about actually liking my captor? I''m so fucking dumb.


    I usually didn''t even think about liking guys.


    Sure there were boys at the academy that liked me and maybe I could have liked them too, but it was


    strictly against code to be ''with'' anyone.


    I had kissed boys too, it wasn''t like I was all ''too innocent'' I mean I was a Virgin? So I suppose I''m


    kinda innocent, but I was saving myself for someone special.


    I flipped onto my stomach and screamed into my pillow, I refused to cry, but screaming was okay.


    I think thest time I cried wasst year when my brothers died, but going a year without crying? That''s


    kinda big.


    Also I didn''t cry a single time in the academy, considering it was forbidden, but six years without crying?


    That''s even bigger.


    "Fuck!" I screamed into my pillow.


    This was bad.


    My life was fucked over, and pointless.


    I have no family, no friends.


    And a bunch of big ass Italians want to kidnap me. Just great.


    A tear threatened to form in my eye, but I forced it down. I haven''t cried


    In more than a year, I''m not going to start now.


    Especially over someone like Sinister mother fucking Solvact.


    I bit the inside of my cheek in thought.


    I mmed my face back into the pillow when there was a knock at the door.


    "Grey?" It was Xavier.


    "I''m dying,e backter." I muttered through the pillow.


    "You''d bettere up with a better one."


    "I''m naked." I groaned.


    The door flew open- not to my surprise.


    "Darn." He muttered.


    "Your such a creep." I muttered as I took my face from the depths of theforting pillow.


    "Guilty. But as I am a creep, I''m not so much an idiot. What''s wrong?" He asked, in his low-almost


    whisper, his


    Russian ent was almost cloaking his English tongue.


    I pursed my lips, "what? Nothing''s the matter."


    His hazel eyes bore into mine, "lzhets."


    (Liar)


    I bit my lip, "it''s nothing. Just stupid girl stuff, even assassins have problems, you know."


    He shrugged, andy on the bed next to me, "yeah I know, but your not an assasin anymore. Now your


    just a little girl, involved with the Soviet and Italian mafia." He grinned.


    He helped himself and slipped under my covers next to me, snuggling himself in, he looked at me,


    "alright, now I''m your best girl friend. So spill, what''s bothering you?"


    I couldn''t help from grinning at this fully grown gorgeous man, curled in my bed, and begging me to


    share my secrets.


    I turned the light off next to me and curled up into the bed next to him, making sure we weren''t


    spooning or anything, I curled to the side and drifted off, "not tonight girlfriend." I mumbled before sleep


    imed me.


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    I woke up to see Sin staring at me, he was standing at the foot of my bed. His hair was perfectly


    shaggy, dressed in his usual fancy shirt and dress pants.


    His ice eyes stared at me, and they seemed to be filled with anger.


    "Wake the fuck up, and exin yourself Suka." I frowned at him as I made an attempt to get up when


    something stopped me.


    I turned my head and found am armying across my ribs.


    Xavier, he fell asleep herest night.


    Oh shit. This looked bad.


    "It''s not what you think." I said as I pulled his arm off of me, only to find him groan as he rolled over on


    me.


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    I let out a gasp as his weight crushed me.


    I tapped his sides and bit his shoulder as my breath escaped me, but nothing would make this man


    wake up.


    I coughed as I looked up at sins face, and he seemed to be amused that I couldn''t move.


    I choked as he rolled more until he was on top of my ribs-and lungs.


    "Can''t-" I coughed "breath."


    Sins eyes widened as he realized that I wasn''t pretending.


    "Prosnites'' zhopa otverstiye!!" He yelled and Xavier''s eyes widened, looking at the situation he shot off


    of me as I gasped for breath.


    (Wake up ass hole!!)


    "Sorry." He said with a sheepish smile.


    I sat up swinging my legs to the side of me bed, I waved him off "your fine."


    Sin gave me a killer look, "no. Your not ''fine'' you have about three seconds to tell me why you two


    we''re in bed together before I kill you both."


    Xavier was up in a sh stepping in front of me- putting a burier between me and sin.


    "Whoa whoa calm down. I was with herst night because she was fucking upset. uspokoit''sya."


    (Calm down)


    "Don''t tell me to calm down." He hissed


    He''s a spicy little quesadi.


    "Then you''d better listen. We didn''''t fucking do anything calm your balls." He muttered as he pushed


    me back.


    sins eyes kept on mine, and I had no idea why he was freaking out. I pushed Xavier away and stepped


    up to him, closing the space I stared at him.


    "You literally just told me that you don''t care about me. Either get your stories straight, or stop fucking


    with my brain." I stepped past him and walked away.


    I was proud of myself.

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    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.


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    Bi-pr 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 myst 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 exin 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.


    Okay I thought to myself change of ns, my simplete night (or early morning) walk is going to turn


    into an escape attempt.


    I took a deep breath as I turned the knob to his room, the door let out a small creak and I winced at the


    fear of getting caught.


    I slipped inside the small opening into his room. He was there in all his sleeping glory...shirtless.


    His dark hair was a gorgeous mess, his abs hidden under the nkets. His lips were parted slightly in


    sleep.


    I sighed as I looked over to his dresser for a set of keys, when I suddenly spotted them, on the side


    table right next to him.


    I took a few small steps until I hovered over the table.


    With one quick move I swiped the keys, pressing the cool metal into my palm.


    Taking one quick look to him I spun on my heels and began making my way to the door.


    Shoving the keys into the door I jolted it open, and took a step out when suddenly I felt a firm arm wrap


    around my waist.


    Dragging me back into the room, I looked and saw Sin as he practically threw me on the couch.


    Without a moments thought, I pulled out the gun and pointed it at him.


    He stood there, an amused look spread on his face, his messy dark hair, and that dark shadows on his


    face made him look like a sexy demon.


    "C''mon Suka, we''ve been though this, this isn''t the first time you''ve pulled a gun on me."


    I frowned and cocked it, "I''m leaving. A-And If you try to stop me I''ll shoot you."


    He put his hands up and shrugged, "why do you want to leave?"


    "Because I''m a prisoner! I just want to go home!"


    He put his hands down. "You don''t have a home suka. Trust me if you leave, you won''t like what you


    see. Right now with me here your looking at a high survival rate, without me then it''s fucking low. I don''t


    care about you suka, but I don''t want you to cause trouble for me."


    I shook the gun as I felt the anger boil inside of me, "if you don''t care about me, then why didn''t you just


    kill me? Why did you save me in the river? Why did you help me?"


    His blue eyes shed with rage, "I don''t fucking know, but you know what. Right now I''m regretting it."


    A switch seemed to flip in my head, and suddenly I had enough.


    "Fine I''ll save you the privilege, and have someone else do it for me."


    He frowned and took a step towards me, but I was already gone.


    I left.


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    Chapter 25


    SIN''S POV!!! (Sorry I know I haven''t done thesetely)


    I stood there dumbfounded, and wordless.


    She left, she really left.


    It was my fault. I told her that I didn''t care about her, when I really did.


    I guess that was my own way of dealing and coping with reality was just to push things away, and


    pretend like nothing ever happened.


    But here was this gorgeous, strong, girl who had flipped my world upside down.


    She made me rethink everything that I did, and that wasn''t okay. The Soviet Mafia would crash and


    burn without me, and she was making me question everything that I did for my Country. It just wasn''t


    safe.


    So I did the only thing that I knew how to do...and that was to push her away.


    I had never really taken an interest into a specific girl, sure I would see some hot chick and fuck her, or


    I would go through a line of strippers and whores.


    But Grey was probably the first girl that I had talked to, liked, and not fucked.


    And sure that isn''t a Bonnie and Clyde, or a Romeo and Juliet Romance, but it was more than I''ve ever


    had.


    But now she was fucking gone.


    I pulled out my phone, and dialed Niki''s number.


    "I need you to do something for me..."


    GREY''S POV


    I pulled the cheap dor store hood over my head, thankful for the ck cloth to protect me.


    I wasn''t really going to the Italians, they''d kill me.


    I had a safe house, some family friends living in Paris, although I spent most of my life living in the


    academy, I still had outside connections.


    I had a bank ount set up along banks around the world, with plenty of money to help me get by.


    I tightened the straps, as the freezing wind pped me across the face. I shuttered and tried wrapping


    the baggy sweatshirt tighter around me.


    It was Miami, I didn''t understand why it was so cold, I guess because it was winter, and the middle of


    the night, but I was still confused. I had thought Miami was always hot.


    Goes to show you how much I know about the real world.


    I was surprised that there was a shop open thiste at night, but I was thankful for this cheap


    sweatshirt.


    I continued walking down the low lit street, Miami seemed to be pretty awake. Not as much so as New


    York City, but there were still people up and lights on.


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    I noticed a car that had been behind me ever since I left the Hotel and I internally punched myself for


    not noticing it sooner.


    I tug my thin hand deeper into the pockets of my jacket until they mped down on the handle of my


    handgun. I reassured myself one more time, by switching the safety off.


    If these guys were the Italians-and they were trailing me. Then I probably needed to kill them.


    I couldn''t do it out in the open, so I did a little half run-half walk across the street, and into an ally


    behind some cheap closed sushi restaurant- and sure enough...the car turned too.


    I stepped back deeper until I was in the shadows, and the lights of the car washed over the wall next to


    me.


    With a soft rumble the car shut off, and four men got out.


    They were all dressed in ck-I''m not surprised.


    And they were speaking Italian.


    "Grey?" A voice called out- a familiar voice.


    Viktor.


    I gritted my teeth and stupidly stepped out from the shadows.


    He pulled the hood off of his head to reveal his per-usual gorgeous face. I grimaced at him.


    The men on either of his sides remained hooded.


    His eyes flickered over me...all over me.


    "You came with no protection? None of those Russian fucks?" I noticed that his probably fake Russian


    ent was nowpletely gone, and reced by a very real Italian tongue.


    I gritted my teeth, "I don''t need them."


    His pale pink lips turned upwards in a mocking smirk, "You don''t?"


    I took another step back, "No I don''t. Why are you doing this? Basically starting a war for one girl?" I


    asked curiously.


    He shook his head, "The war was bound to happen, sweetie. The Italians and the Russians have


    always been in war, maybe not always in the flesh, but war has always been there. You are just a..." He


    licked his lips "Bonus."


    "Why?" I asked, with another step.


    His head cocked to the side, "No, little one its my turn for a question..." He cleared his throat. "Who are


    you?"


    "I''m a girl." I stated.


    He rolled his eyes, "congrattions, I''m talking about you really are. No one has the skills and abilities


    that you posses just by birth. You must have trained, studied?" I said nothing.


    He took another step towards me just as I took another step away.


    His eyes sparkled, "Tell me something." It was almost a...plead.


    I breathed out Cooley as I looked at him right in the eyes, "My name is Grey Aleksei Dante


    Ravenwood, and I''m not telling you shit."


    He sighed, almost in a verbal defeat.


    He looked to one of his guards, "Take your men, get her in the car." He got into the car with another


    man-the driver I presume. Leaving me with two huge, hooded, Italian goons.


    "Andiamo." One of them growled at me, his ent strong and Italian. (Let''s go.)


    "Mordimi." I spat as I felt the gun in my hands. (Bite me.)


    "Tu parli italiano?" One of them asked, and I almostughed at how this ''kidnapping'' turning into a full


    blown Italian conversation. (You speak Italian?)


    "s¨¬ madre stronzo . Non ¨¨ l¨¬ doveva essere un rapimento in corso o qualcosa del genere?" I replied,


    and I was almost impressed with my pronunciations, being bilingual had done me very well. (Yes


    mother fucker. Isn''t there supposed to be a kidnapping going on or something?)


    They looked at each other, "Oh merda. S¨¬ va bene." (Oh shit. yeah that''s right.)


    All at once they lunged for me, chloroform drawn, along with handy dandy guns.


    I puled mine out, with one sharp move I slugged the bigger one across the face with the handle of my


    gun, and chop blocked the smaller-yet-still-bigger-than-me guy.


    I felt myself being pulled into a grip, and using my only option, I bit down on the bare hand. I smashed


    the top of my head into one of their noses, and cocked my gun.


    The bigger one came at me with a de, and using my only other option I shot him in the heart. I then


    averted my attention to the smaller-yet-still-bigger-than-me guy who was watching as the car peeled


    away.


    I guess they figured they couldn''t be nonviolent with me tonight. So they fled.


    The smaller-yet-still-bigger-than-me guy looked over at me, his eyes wide with fear, "Per Favore. Non


    devo una famiglia . Per Favore." He begged, (Please. Don''t I have a family. Please.)


    I bit my cheek, "Bene, hai mia par , ma venire qui per un secondo." (Fine, You have my word but


    come here for a second.)


    He hesitantly took a step towards me, and with one quick move I smashed the base of the gun into the


    lower part of his temple, missing his brain, keeping him alive, but unconscious.


    I sighed as I looked around me, breathing out I rubbed my eyes.


    Okay, now. I go to Paris, to a safe house.

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    Chapter 26


    I sat down in myfy first ss recliner. It was a two thousand dor flight to go from Miami


    International Airport to ORY airport in Paris, France.


    I flew Air France, grateful that I was above the age of eighteen and could buy my own ne ticket.


    Speaking of how old I am I just realized that my birthday was in less than a week.


    It was November 29th, and my birthday was December 3rd, I was going to be twenty years old, funny


    how I hadn''t even thought of my birthday until now.


    I guess dealing with Russian and Italian mobsters makes you forget the things that go on around you.


    "This is your captain speaking, we will bending in ORY airport, Paris France in approximately 9


    hours, refreshments and nkets will be provided. Have a safe flight." The Captains voice came in on


    the inte.


    I sighed as Iy my head down on the back of the fluffy seat, I wondered about Sin, If he was thinking


    about me, if he was missing me.


    I silently cursed myself for bringing his name up, even if it was internally. I couldn''t help but miss his


    gorgeous face, his dark dark hair, and his gorgeous blue eyes. His piercings that made him totally


    badass, even his smile. Which was more than enough to make a girl drop dead, even if he rarely


    smiled, I saw him first hand when he was happy, and I''d never forget it.


    I sighed and shut my eyes, ready for a long flight- and a long rest filled with dreams of Sin.


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    I got off the flight, stretching my legs from the soon-to-be jet leg.


    The Airport was crowded with tourists and locals.


    I walked over to a desk with a blonde woman sitting at it.


    "Excuse me?" I asked.


    She looked at me confused and I assumed that she didn''t speak English.


    I cleared my throat, "Excusez-moi , Salut d¨¦sol¨¦. Je voudrais prendre un taxi . Pouvez-vous m''aider?"


    (Excuse me, Hi sorry. I would like to get a cab. Can you help me?)


    She looked up at me, a smile reced her nervous look.


    "Oui bien s?r. Mes excuses. Laissez-moi appeler un pour vous. Votre nom?" She slurred quickly. (Yes,


    of course. My apologies. Let me call one in for you. Your name?)


    I hesitated, "Aleksei. Merci." (Thank you)


    I decided just to give her my middle name, as a...safety pro-caution.


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    20 minutester I was in a Taxi.


    "Where to miss?" The bearded man in the front asked me. His french ent was strong and thick.


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    I smiled, " twenty-two Les Halles on the 1er arrondissement."


    The car lurched forward and I began the car ride to some long missed family friends, who could help


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    Chapter 27


    I paid the cab fare as I walked up the stone steps, it was arge ivory covered stone house, with an


    iron gate, and a light paneled roof.


    It was beautiful, and I smiled at the warm feeling I got as I stepped through the gate, and walked up to


    therge dark door.


    I checked the address to double check that it was right, and sure enough it was.


    I knocked on the door, and took a step back waiting as I heard foot steps approaching.


    The door opened as a familiar figure approached.


    "Annabelle." I breathed.


    She had gotten older, her dark brown locks had grey strings at the roots. Her porcin skin was slightly


    wrinkled, but her green eyes were the same vibrant and warm green as I remembered as a child.


    She seemed to take me in, and then something clicked. "Grey?" She asked, her bright green eyes


    watering.


    I nodded my head as she pulled me into a strong embrace, wrapping her warmth around me.


    After what seemed like forever, she pulled away, a smile stered on her pale lips.


    "You are so beautiful, your hair has gotten redder." She sniffed and wiped away a tear "I tried to find


    you, when your brothers..." She cleared her throat. "I traveled to Moscow went to your old house on


    Ordynka. You weren''t there." The tears were dripping down her face. "Oh what am I sayinge on in,


    before you freeze to death. You know Paris in the winter. Gabriel''s inside."


    She led me into a warm looking living room lit by a fire, and low-litmps. And I saw Gabriel''s aged


    face sitting by the fire.


    His face turned my way, and he dropped his book.


    "Grey?"


    I smiled and nodded.


    He walked over to me and gave me a strong embrace.


    "It''s been too long child."


    I nodded, "It has. Paris has done you well, you''ve picked up the ent."


    He chuckled, "And thenguage."


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    Annabelle rested a hand on my shoulder, "You must be starving from your travels, dear. Let''s get you


    washed up, and fed."


    She led me upstairs and into a pretty looking guest bedroom, she handed me a fluffy towel and some


    clothes.


    "Dinner''s in a half hour, we''ll talk then."


    I nodded and she left.


    After a sweet smelling shower, I dressed into a white blouse and a short high-waist-flower print skirt.


    I brushed through my long waist length red hair, and walked down stairs.


    I sat down on the dinning table, where I was served light and dark meat, with bread, and vegetables.


    "So Grey." Gabriel said, "You came to us for a reason, and that is to be safe from...something. I


    understand that I can ask certain questions but not others considering your...situation." He eyed me,


    giving me the impression that he knew what I had been doing for the past five years, and maybe even


    the situation I''m in with the Mafia.


    I cleared my throat, "I just need to be somewhere safe for a little bit."


    Annabelle frowned, but didn''t say anything.


    Gabriel nodded, "You may stay with us for however long you need. Your parents gave us money in


    case a situation like this was to happen, so we have more than enough money to care for you."


    I frowned, "My parents? They knew something would happen that would cause me to need the safe


    house?"


    Gabriel sighed, "Your father was involved with...the Russian Mafia, being the blood born Russian he


    was, you mother preferred to stay out of it. But I think we all know that once your involved with the


    Mafia, there is no way out."


    I nodded understandingly.


    He continued, "You father wasn''t just in the Mafia, he was the Mafia, the Russian mob-boss leader. You


    being the daughter, he knew that there were many many people that wanted to do him harm which


    more than likely involved doing you harm, so he set up a safe house system for you and


    your...brothers."


    I swallowed and nodded. The information wasn''t all new to me, but still made me just re-think


    everything twice.


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    We finished eating, and I walked up the stairs, and yawned. Even though it was only like 9:00 I was still


    really tired, probably because my sleeping scheduled was all messed up.


    I tucked into the soft blueforter of the guest bedroom, and closed my eyes to thoughts of Sin...


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    SINS POV


    Niki stood in front of me his white blond hair perfectlybed, and his shirt crisp and clean.


    His flesh wound had practically healed, and he didn''t need a sling or anything. Just clean bandages.


    Grey had really done a great job.


    Grey...


    "Where is she?" I asked, "I told you to trail her. What did you find?"


    He cleared his throat, "She was cornered by the Italians at around 3:30 a.m. We thought about


    intervening, but she seemed to have it under control seeing as she killed one man, knocked one out,


    and made Viktor run away like the fucking pussy he is."


    I nodded, and motioned for him to continue.


    "She then got on the 335 Flight to Paris France, my men got on the flight six rows behind her and


    followed her to this address." He handed me a piece of paper with an address on it "I suppose it''s a


    kind of safe house for her. Annabelle and Gabriel Moreau live there. They were friends of Grey''s


    parents, so my top guess is that they are in fact a safe house for her."


    I nodded as I listened to him, "I want her back here ."


    He nodded, "I understand perfectly, I''ll take Xavier and my men. We''ll leave tonight."


    I frowned, "Xavier? Why do you need to take him with you?"


    "Friendly face, him and Grey seemed to get along well. Maybe her seeing him would make here


    more easily."


    I nodded, she didn''t like Xavier like...that, did she?


    I mean if she did there would be no doubt that he would like her, I mean she''s gorgeous, and intelligent,


    and most of the time sweet.


    "Okay, leave now. Keep me updated, on your word I''ll be there in a second." I said with a sharp nod.


    "Okay." He said as he turned and began walking away.


    "Oh and Niki?"


    He turned, "Yes?"


    "Be careful with her." I said sharply.


    "I would never not. Bye Sin, I''ll call you when wend." He said as he shut the door behind him.


    See you soon Grey.

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    Chapter 28


    GREYS POV


    It was the next morning, me and Annabelle were shopping to get new clothes for me, and its about


    time. Sin wouldn''t buy me clothes, and I was just so thankful for Annabelle and Gabriel.


    "Alright, where do you want to start? Biondini? Capsule? L''Esth¨¨te?" She asked with an exited smile. I


    guess she didn''t go shopping too often considering she was naming some of the most expensive


    boutiques in Paris.


    I blushed, "How about GAP?"


    she rolled her eyes, "Grey, money isn''t a problem considering how much money your mother and father


    left you."


    I smiled sheepishly and nodded as we made out way to the 17th arrondissement, where L''Espionne


    boutique was.


    about an hourter we exited, with six bags filled with eleven blouses, two pairs of skinny jeans, eight


    dresses, and seven pairs of shoes.


    We put the bags in the car, and made our way to the next store, called Companero.


    "Hey Grey, I''m going to go check out the olddy clothes." She winked "I''ll catch up, you keep


    shopping, okay?"


    I nodded, "Okay."


    I continued to sift through the hangers when a voice chirped next to me.


    "Oh my gosh. You are just beautiful! Your figure is amazing! Here try this on, please thank you so


    much!"


    I turned to a woman with a ck pixi cut du. Her lids were piled down with thick ck makeup that


    made her blue eyes seem grey.


    She shoved a ck dress at me and a pair of heels.


    I frowned at her.


    Her red lips turned upward, "I''m so sorry forgive me miss, Bonjour I''m ire, I work here."


    I nodded as she led me into the changing room, I had no idea why I was actually going through with


    this, maybe it was because for once in my life I actually felt like being nice.


    I slipped into the skin tight, high-cut ck dress and heels.


    "Okay ire." I said as I opened the door "I''m dress-"


    My heart stopped, "Xavier?"


    He smiled sheepishly at me, his chocte brown hair was fluffy and shiny, his hazel eyes glimmered


    down at me.


    His tall and well-built figure blocked my path to exit.


    His eyes trailed over my outfit, "I like it." He smiled.


    I tugged down the end of the dress, "I''m going to assume that you hired ire to get me in here."


    He nodded-guilty.


    I cocked my eye brow, "And the dress?"


    He shrugged, "My fun."


    "Creep."


    I shifted ufortable, even though I was somewhat happy for his familiar face.


    "How did you find me?" I asked.


    "Niki''s men followed you on your flight. Sin''s orders."


    My muscles rxed at the mention of Sin, "Is...Sin here?" I asked.


    He cocked his head to the side, a smirk stered on his lips, "No, why?"


    I shrugged, "Just curious."


    He nodded and took a few steps towards me.


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    I backed up, "No, I''m not going with you. I refuse. I have a home now."


    "Staying with your parents friends, until you can find a more suitable ce to stay, is not home." He


    said with another step.


    "Oh, and staying in a hotel with a bunch of sexy, unstable Russian Mafia men is?" I said while looking


    around for a ce to escape.


    "Did I just hear you call me...what was that...sexy?"


    I waved it off, "Oh don''t pretend like you don''t know. All of you stupid Russian Mafia men are damn


    gorgeous."


    He shrugged, "Okay, let''s get down to business...youring with me."


    "Ah, no." I replied quickly.


    "Uh, Yeah you are."


    "Nope."


    He rolled his eyes,"Okay let''s just deal with this the easier way. You stop being a child, ande with


    me."


    "But I don''t wanna."


    "But you will..." Came another Familiar voice.


    "Oh. Okay. Hey nik, what''s up? Come to join the party?" I said in an annoyed voice, as the gorgeous


    Niki came out from the curtain.


    He shrugged his white-blond hair flicking slightly, "Sorry babe, I''m here on business."


    Darn.


    I cursed myself for not bringing my gun, of all fucking days, I choose today.


    I realized that there was no way out. damn it all. okay.


    "But my clothes are all in Annabelle''s car."


    "We already got those." Nik said with an amused smile.


    "Fuck." okay now I had a n.


    "Let me just take this dress off, and we can go."


    "Actually" Niki cut in "I quite like that dress, especially on you, we''ll buy it on the way out. lets just


    go."


    I nodded, forming the n in my head.


    "Can you guys get some of my bags? They''re in dressing room number twelve. There''s a lot of them."


    They walked past me to get it, and in that moment I ran out the door, but of course wearing heels I fell.


    "Oh Grey, smart girl." I heard Niki''s hot breath in my ear as I was suddenly lifted up into the crook of


    Nik''s strong arms.


    He carried me out of the boutique, covering my face so that I couldn''t look to find Annabelle.


    Next thing I knew; was feeling the freezing air of Paris in winter, it pping me in the head. I curled


    deeper into Niki''s arms.


    He chuckled, "It''s okay sweetie." He said as he pressed me closer to his warm chest.


    They sat me in a ck tinted SUV.


    There were Five men, Xavier, and Niki.


    I sat down, Niki''sforting arms were still wrapped around me.


    "I''m sorry." He breathed into my ear.


    I was just about to ask what for, when I felt something sharp prate the skin on my neck, and I felt


    sleepiness arouse me.


    Thest thing I felt was the hot lips of Niki on my forehead, and then darkness.

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    Chapter 29


    I woke up with a sharp pain in my neck.


    Why whenever I wake up in a weird ce, something in my body is always fucking hurting.


    I hate people. I want a dog. And ice cream.


    I groaned as I buried my head into a pillow, sunlight flooded into the room.


    "Close the window." I whined.


    I heard a familiar chuckle, "It''s time to get up."


    My head shot up, my eyess wide and alert. And there he was in all his gorgeous glory. Sin.


    He smiled at me, his dark hair was its gorgeous mess, his lip ring was turned up in a smirk. He wore a


    tight dark t-shirt and fitted dark wash jeans.


    He. Is. A. God.


    "Morning sleepy head." He said with a grin as he leaned back on the wall, his eyes trailing over me.


    I frowned, "I don''t remember falling asleep..." My eyes shot back up to hisughing eyes.


    I was up in a second, "You drugged me! You''re such a dick!"


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    His beautiful smile only grew, "I did not drug you, love. Niki did."


    "Only because you told him to!"


    "This is true."


    He sat on the edge of the bed, and motioned for me to sit down. I rolled my eyes and jumped down on


    the bed, causing me to bounce...on top of Sinister.


    Why me?


    Why do I have the shittiest luck?


    My cheeks grew bright red as he ced a hand on my waist. My core went hot at the heat of his hands


    on my body.


    His eyes bled into mine, as I just sat there...on top of him...staring at him....


    "I missed you..." He breathed, his breath smelled of mint.


    I did a double take of what he just said to me, he missed me?


    "I missed you too." I said without thinking, and I silently cursed myself for being so easy.


    I suddenly thought of what it would feel like to kiss his soft pierced lips, and I took in a sharp breath


    before he leaned in and pressed his lips to me.


    It was so sudden, it took me off guard, his lips pressed roughly against mine, his tongue trailing across


    my lips as he pulled me unbelievably closer to him. Pressing my pelvis into his crotch, his hard on


    pressing into my thighs.


    Without thinking I pressed my lips back to his, and they seemed to just fit. I ran my ck painted


    fingers through his soft hair, making him groan.


    Woo girl power.


    While pulling me with him, he rolled over on top of me, and pinned in between his legs.


    I wanna be on top.


    His tongue broke entry to my mouth as he trailed every inch of me. I straddled on to him as he broke


    the kiss, and stared at me. His thumb trailed across my eye brows, and he smiled that unbearable


    smile.


    He better not fuck up my eyebrows.


    The kiss might have made me breathless, but his beautiful and rare smile took my breath away just as


    much.


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    I breathed out sharply, "W-what was t-that?" I asked, for once I was almost speechless.


    He smiled down at me, his blue eyes glimmering, "Believe it or not, but Grey Aleksei Dante


    Ravenwood, I wanted to do that since I first saved you from that river."


    I ran my fingers through his hair, and I felt myself smiling.


    I just made out with Sinister Solvact, holy fuck.


    Pretty soon, I''m going to need that bible that I threw at Xavier.


    I need me a Jesus.

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    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 myp 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 ns 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?"


    No.


    I leaned back against the counter, frowning at the position of his hands, he was trapping me in, so there


    was absolutely no way that I could escape.


    Jackass.


    "I don''t know Sin, your confusing me. You hurt me, then make me feel like...us could actually work, you


    hurt me again, telling me basically that there was no us. Then you kiss me and tell me that was what


    you wanted to do since you first met me. I''m dealing with a lot right now, you know...the Italians want to


    kidnap me and do god knows what, I can''t have you messing with me."


    He sighed and nodded.


    "I get that. I admit in some sort of way I was...messing with you. but not to hurt you, I figured that if you


    didn''t have me apart of your life, then you''d be safer. I could send you somewhere that you would be


    safe, and the Italians...and Viktor would never find you. But in all honesty...I can''t live with out you, you


    drive me absolutely fucking crazy. But I need you."


    I looked up at this man, who maybe a month ago I would have killed, orughed in his face about the


    statement that he was making. When I had first met him, I couldn''t ever imagine...falling for him, and


    now, I didn''t know what to think.


    I cared so much about him, and might actually be falling in...love with him.


    finally after a few minutes of silent self contemting I spoke, "You have to promise not to be a jackass


    anymore."


    A smile formed on his perfectly white teeth, "Grey Ravenwood, I just poured my heart out to you, and


    you tell me not to be a jackass?" he paused "That''s the girl I know."


    His lips pressed into mine as he wrapped his strong arms around my waist, he cupped my cheek as his


    lips moved around mine. I was about to jump into his arms when there was a sudden cough.


    I broke away and turned around to find a smiling Xavier.


    "Oh, um sorry I didn''t--" I began, but he raised a hand.


    "Never fret little one." He grinned, looking between us. "I was really wondering when this would


    happen, I knew she was a keeper the second she fell off that bridge, and tried to shoot your face." He


    motioned to Sin.


    I couldn''t help myself, I broke out into a grin... as did Sin.


    He pulled me to him, so that my back was facing his chest, his arms wrapped around the front of my


    waist.


    Xavier gave us another wicked smile, as he walked away muttering, "vlyublennykh." (lovebirds.)


    .


    "Well." Sin spoke up, I positioned myself so that I could see him. "This calls for celebration, go get


    changed, were going out to lunch."


    The clock on the wall read, 12:52


    I smiled and nodded, as I trotted into my room.


    I slid on a sexy, slim, strapless white dress with ated hem.


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    I pulled my incredibly long red hair down, pulling a few stray strands up.


    With the final touch of mascara, and pink ballet ts. I was ready.


    swinging open the door to my room with a smile stered on my face, I walked in and stared at thest


    person I expected to see standing in front of me.


    He stood tall, a crude smile ster on his face as his eyes trailed all over me. Viktor...the little bastard.


    Fuck this guy, in my mind he looks like the rat from fucking Ratatouille


    "bellissimo." He said , admiring my outfit. "but we need to talk."

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    The second that I saw him I froze, my whole body telling me to run or something. But then the more


    abrasive side of me told me to use my long endured skills and attack.


    I''m a pretty abrasive person.


    He stood there smiling at me, his pale skin and chiseled looks wandered me appreciatively.


    "talk? You son of a fu-" I started.


    He was on me in an instant, his hands covering my mouth, as he shushed me.


    I was about to beat the living hell out of him, but curious got the better of me. I was desperately wanting


    to know what he wanted.


    He smiled, knowing that he had gotten my attention, and let go.


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    "What the fuck do you want?" I said, my voice hissing.


    His mischievous eyes twinkle, and he gave me a bleached white smile.


    "Hush little girl, you wouldn''t want to alert your...friends." His voice was slow and steady.


    You''re. A. Fucking. Pr?ck.


    "What the fuck do you want?" I bit out.


    "I want you to know, that this isn''t over. In fact, this is just the beggining, of what is going to be a very


    long, and gore filled life for you. All of your friends will die, your acquaintances, everyone that you''ve


    ever cared about. This is just more than a pretty little girl, with some tricks." He looked at me, and


    continued, "Grey Aleksei Dante Ravenwood, you are entering one hell of a life. The Mafia doesn''t y


    games, the real world is nothing like the CIA."


    My blood froze.


    His pasty pink lips curled upwards, his good looks smirking back at my bewildered expression.


    "If you want to save the people you love." His eyes flickered to Sin''s door "Or the people that you care


    about. I can help you."


    He handed me an untraceable international cell phone.


    "You know where to reach me." He leaned in, I was too shocked to react as his lips pressed to my ear,


    "Be careful, you have no idea what''s going on." His hot breath whispered as he turned on his heels


    All I heard then was a soft "Arrivederci." and he disappeared before my eyes.


    I swallowed, taking in what he had just said.


    I didn''t know what was going on.


    He knew who I was, who knows how long he''s known. But he didn''t try to kill me. He said I didn''t know


    anything, and that there was so much more going on than I knew.


    I tried my best to take slow and steady breaths, as I remained frozen in the spot, where someone who I


    assumed wanted to kill me, just admitted to trying to save my life.

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    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 f¨¹cking 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 coulde 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.N?velDrama.Org owns this.


    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.


    My cheeks grew hot as he leaves trails of kisses down my neck.


    Since the dress is sleeveless, he has no problem feeling his way around my upper half, pulling and


    tugging on the cloth of my dress.


    I grin through his kisses as my fingers gripped the bottom of his soft white dress shirt.


    Reality suddenly struck me about what I was doing, I had never been "that girl". The one who knew


    exactly "what to do" and "how to do it."


    But here I was having a heated make out session with a gorgeous Russian billionaire mob boss...this


    was going against all of my morals.


    Fuck. Yes.


    I almost froze as I felt his big warm hands begin to slide my dress up.


    Was I ready for this?


    I was a still a Virgin, did I feel this strongly about him?


    Yes. I did, this man had given me such an adventure in such little time. Even though the past few


    months have been the most dangerous, they had also been the most fun that I had ever had. He made


    me feel warm inside, a feeling that had been dormant deep inside of me for almost half my life.


    I breathed out as he lifted my dress higher.


    His blue eyes were full of mischief, his bleach white smile reached ear to ear as he pressed his lips to


    mine.


    I began tugging on his shirt, making the decision that I was ready to "take on" this hot and sexy


    Russian, but heughed and ced his hands on mine,


    "When we do, do this." He motioned between him and me " I want it to be perfect, not rushed or during


    the middle of the day."


    His eyes trailed over my face as he pressed his lips to the tip of my nose.


    "I want it to be perfect just like you."


    CLICH¨¨


    My ears practically burned off, my stomach tingled and I couldn''t keep my feet still, he made me this


    way, made me unconfident and Nervous for the first time in my life.


    I couldn''t help but smile as he just stared at me, I probably looked like a f¨¹cking dork but who the f¨¹ck


    cares?


    He suddenly moved to my left so that he was next to me, his big strong arms wrapped around my thin


    body.


    "Let''s take the entire week off." He said suddenly, his hot breath warming the back of my neck.


    I frowned, even though he couldn''t see me,"what?"


    "It''s Sunday, let''s take the week off, just me and you. A vacation?"


    My heart leaped.


    "Yes." I spun around so that I wasying right next to him, both of us facing each other. "That sounds


    amazing. You would do that for me?"


    He gave me a look like I was crazy, "of course


    I would, your worth it."


    I I scrunched my nose, "I''m hardly worth it."


    He leaned in, his breath fanning my mouth. "Your worth anything." His lips pressed down on mine in a


    quick peck.


    I shut my eyes as I curled into him, wrapping myself around his strength.


    "Your worth everything."

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    Thest thing you want to have happen to you is to be woken up when your in a deep sleep- but what''s


    even worse, is someone waking you up from a deep sleep, by chucking a gun at you.


    I was dreaming about those "Zoopals" paper tes that are shaped like animals, and that dumb ass


    song that they sing in those god awfulmercials.


    When all of a sudden something smashes the bed post next to me, my eyes shot open and I flung up


    with a rush of frightened adrenaline.


    "What the fuck?" I yelled as I saw a bored looking yer.


    His blonde hair slick and shiny, his pasty skin reflected the bright light from outside.


    "What?" He scowled at me, almost as if I was the one whom had thrown a fucking gun at him.


    I sat up, and grabbed the gun from the side of the bed, it was a Smith and Wesson Model 27 Magnum


    With a .357 caliber magnum.


    I frowned at the heavy duty and clearly mafia used gun. When we were in ss training at the CIA we


    spent half of the time


    Training in ssrooms on how to identify mafia guns that certain unidentified mafia members would


    use.


    "What''s this for?" I asked holding it up.


    He shrugged, I noticed that he was dressed in all ck, wearing a tight ck shirt, and looking like he


    was about to go out somewhere.


    "Sin told me to get it for you."


    Sin. Even his fucking name seemed to turn me on, and I sounded like a 14 year old freshman, rather


    than a 19 year old who''s practically a criminal.


    "Oh." Was all I said.


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    He took the time to look at me this time, an almost smile formed on his lips, "you two have funst


    night?"


    I gave him a confused look, but then remembered how it looked; I''m in bed, fully dressed, having


    probably sex hair, and smeared makeup.


    I pulled the sheets over myself, and cleared my throat, "none of...that happened."


    He shrugged, "not that I care. But just know that you being who you are and how close your getting


    with Sin, might be okay with him and Xavier, but it''s not with me. Until you swear in to omert¨¤, your not


    one of us, contrary to what they think..." His eyes stabbed mine, they were pale, and almost


    intimidating, "I still consider you, an enemy."


    I nodded, I assumed that he would feel this way, I mean I didn''t exactly me him, a couple months


    ago I was in the CIA, bred and trained to take down people.


    I hated the CIA, the only reason I had joined was to take down the people that killed my family, but we


    never found them.


    We were quiet for awhile. yer seemed to be caught up in his own little world.


    "What if I swear to omert¨¤?" I asked out of the blue, I mean I had been thinking about thattely, i


    wasn''t in the CIA, and if I was burned, then they had nothing on me.


    His eyebrows shot up, and he actually seemed to show all of his emotions, which at the time was only


    one; suprise.


    He cleared his throat, "well um. That''s a big deal. Are you sure?"


    I breathed out, my fear of him not wanting me to be sworn in at all was gone, instead he just didn''t trust


    me now because I hadn''t been sworn in yet.


    I nodded firmly, I wasn''t 100% sure but YOLO and who the fuck cares? Also who am I going to tell?


    The CIA? I''ll be like ''oh hey remember me? Grey Aleksei Dante Ravenwood your star burned agent,


    who is about to be sworn to omert¨¤ by the Russian mafia, thanks for all that training to make me a


    killing machine! Kill yater!''


    Yeah. No.


    "Well okay...you do know what omert¨¤ is right?"


    I scowled at him, "yes of course I know what it is."


    Omert¨¤ : the code of silence in the Mafia, the failure toply with the oath differs in mafias, but


    usually ends up in death.


    He shifted awkwardly on his feet, "well we better tell Sin."


    I breathed out, right. Sin would be happy right? I mean me swearing in was better for...whatever we


    were.


    and wouldn''t be swear in keep us closer together? And help us when whatever Viktor is nning


    comes our way. This was good.


    I nodded, "let''s go tell Sin."

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    SINS POV!!!!!!


    She was beautiful, and kind, andplete bad ass...and she was mine.


    Just waking up this morning, with her petite body wrapped around mine, was enough to make me


    break out in a grin.


    I had taken an entire week off work, and I was nning on surprising her with a trip to Puerto Rico.


    In preparation for the trip, I needed safety precautions, so I got yer to get her a gun, and some other


    things like that.


    It''s curious how just a few months ago, we were trying to murder each other, and now I was falling


    head over heels with the little one. It didn''t matter that I was 7 years older than her, and it didn''t matter


    that we we''replete opposites, the only thing that mattered, was me with her.


    "Sinister?" I heard her call out.


    I walked into the room where she was standing, she wore her hair up and messy and she was in a


    massive sweatshirt.


    "Yeah?" I asked, yer stood by her side,


    Looking a little ufortable, which was weird. Even for him.


    "Well um..." She started, looking over to yer for help.


    I frowned between them, what the fuck is going on?


    "I...." She took a deep breath "I want to swear to omert¨¤."


    I froze.


    It took me awhile to process, but I broke out into a grin.


    Just knowing that someone who has been against "people like me" her entire life, was willing to swear


    into something she despised....for me....it was amazing.


    With one move I grabbed her and kissed her, tugging her small body to me, groaning as I felt her soft


    lips move in sync with mine.


    Her hands ruffled my hair, her lips pressing roughly against mine, it made me hard as f¨¹ck.


    I broke away, and smiled as she blushed a deep crimson.


    Her Grey colored eyes bleeding against mine as she gave me a bleach white smile.


    "Are you sure?" I breathed.


    She gave me an affirmative nod.


    "Okay." I said as I kissed her little forehead.


    This made everything so much better, and not to mention easier.


    Everyone had been asking about her, the girl that caught the eye of the Italians.


    I couldn''t say anything--nor could I have her meet anyone else from the mafia until she swore in,


    because I would be putting the security of the entire Russian Mafia at risk.


    I was already thinking of bringing it up to her while we were on vacation.


    "Okay, okay." I smiled at her. "We will do it tonight, be ready by 5:00"


    She nods, her bright grey eyes glimmer.


    I lean down and press my lips to the sweet part in her neck.


    She moans into my ear, and I grin as I pull back and peck her lips softly.


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    I smile as he walks away.


    I turn and walk back into the room, the clock read 11:58.


    I quickly ran back to my room and started the shower-I know what your thinking- I don''t need 5 hours to


    get ready, but I had an outfit nned, and it involved heels, which was going to take at least 30 minutes


    of "runway" practice for me.


    I hopped in the shower, and took a solid 41 minute shower, using bath and body works soaps, and


    Pureology Nano Works gold shampoo and conditioner.


    Stepping out of the shower, I blow dried my hair and curled it to perfection, so that the curls ended at


    my waist.


    I then slipped on the dress I had in mind.


    It was very short, and red, with crystal embroidery at the top, and little ruffles at the top. (PICTURE


    SEEN ON THE SIDE.)


    I then began on my makeup


    (doing the typical white-girl makeup pose and climbing Up on the counter and doing my makeup closer


    to the mirror)


    on a smoky eye, with liquid cat-eye eyeliner, and long ck false eyeshes.


    I then lined my lips with red lipliner and filled it in with blood red lip stainer.


    At the academy we needed to know how to perfect makeup jobs so that we could change our


    appearance, and do what ever means necessary for the mission, so my makeup skills really came in


    handy.


    After I was finished, I looked at my reflection, and it even had to admit it to myself, I looked fucking


    sexy. Yay me.


    I then sprayed myself with Barat''s Les Larmes Sacrees de Thebes perfume, and slid a bunch of


    silver bracelets on my wrist.


    I then walked into the closet and reluctantly brought out the demon 7 inch Manolo hnik Stretch Lace


    Boot heels.


    I looked at the clock and cursed under my breath as the clock read 4:51.


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    Fuck damn.


    Have you ever woken up early for school or something and been like "fuck yeah I got plenty of time."


    And then your all cocky and shit and then when you think you have like a half hour, you actually have


    like seven minutes, and then you go into f¨¹cking panic mode? Well that''s how I reacted.


    I slid on the demons and began walking, and hey! You wouldn''t guess it but it actually turned out pretty


    easy! I just can''t run or pretend I''m James Bond or Captain Chris Pike from Star Trek or something like


    that.


    "Hey Grey? You ready to go?" Sin knocked on my door.


    "Yeah." I hummed as I stood up.


    The door swung open, and by the way Sinister looked at me, made me think this was going to be one


    hell of a night.

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    He seemed to seize me up, and I did the same.


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    He was dressed in a dark suit, his hair freshlybed, and his skin smelled of minty aftershave.


    His ice eyes looked at me all over, his lip ring, and ck ear studs glinted in themp light.


    "You look....beautiful." He breathed, his dark eye brows furrowing together as he gave me a devilish


    smile.


    I blushed, my cheeks heating up, my chest pounding as butterflies shook me all over.


    His eyes would be the death of me, his blue knifes of pure power.


    "Thank you." I breathed out.


    He took another step towards me, and I felt my breath hitch at his proximity.


    He raised his right hand, as His pale thumb trailed lightly over my cheeks, and down to my lips.


    My hormones were going all out of wack as a breeze of his cologne came my way.


    I practically trembled under his touch as his thumb rubbed over my lips, the icy feel of his fingers, and


    the warmth of the skin on my lips, sent fire works.


    With one tug, his lips were on mine.


    Hungry, and needy...almost deprived, was what I could describe the kiss as.


    His warm. moist lips molded over mine, his strong hands wrapped low-low around my back.


    I moaned as his tongue roamed around my mouth, his kisses were hard, and pressed, almost as if he


    feared he would not get another change to have his lips meet mine, but if it were up to me...we''d never


    stop.


    Sadly we did.


    I hadn''t even realized it, but he had lifted me off the ground, and I smiled as he set me back down, and


    gave my cheek a hot kiss.


    "Let''s go suka."


    ***


    I sat at a table, in a restaurant so fancy, that there were like...thirty spoons.


    But I wasn''t worried about anything like that.


    Right now, I was worried about what I was about to do.


    I''m about to f¨¹cking swear into a mafia I swore to destroy...oh how the tables have turned.


    I look down to my te and see...there is wine.


    Someone had put a gun, and what I believe to be a dagger before me.


    I look at sinister, and he mumbles some words in old Russian (even words I don''t kmow)


    Then, with one quick movement, Sinister takes my hand In his, and pricks my finger with a pin so that


    bloodes out.


    "This blood means that we are now one. You are the soviet mafia. You live by the gun and the knife,


    and you die by the gun and the knife. Grey Aleksei Dante Ravenwood, do you understand?"


    I timidly nodded.


    "Then officially." He smiled at me, "wee to the mafia."

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    Grey POV


    What the fucking fuck.


    I''m in the mother fucking Mafia.


    Who would have thought, that the "type" of people I had sought out to destroy, became my new...family.


    Kinda.


    yer still kinda gets on my nerves, Niki is a creepy cutie, Xavier is...Xavier, and Sinister...well I


    really didn''t know what he was to me. Was he my boyfriend? My "mob boss with benefits" ?


    I didn''t have a mother fucking clue.


    all I knew was two things.


    1- I''m in the Russian Mafia bitch.


    2- I am unconditionally, and unmistakably, head over heels for Sinister.


    It''s a crazy thought, and even now as I sit, ying with a gun, dressed in my monkey pajamas in


    resemnce to the aftermath of me swearing to omert¨¤, sitting on the bed of a Mob bosses hotel room,


    I''m happy.


    Sitting on Sinister''s bed-to be more specific.


    I was, truly happy, for the first time since my whole family was taken from me.


    I have a new family now.


    A family with anger issues, guns, and panty-dropping faces.


    I chewed on the inside of my mouth, as the door to Sinister''s room flew open.


    He still wore the suit from earlier tonight, his hair messy-yet FUCKINNG PERFECT.


    This asshole.


    He gave me a childish grin, as he stepped towards my sprawled body.


    I felt my cheeks brighten.


    "Who would have thought the CIA agent, would have joined the Mafia?" He spoke, his voice low and


    rocky.


    A slow grin broke out onto my face, "we should write a Wattpad story."


    He made a face and shook his head, "who''d want to read a book about our fucked up lives?"


    I smiled a little.


    His pale ice eyes, bore into mine, as he looked at me with such intensity.


    "Grey Aleksei Dante Ravenwood..." He paused, "will you make me carrying you out of the river, worth


    while...and be my girlfriend?"


    I sucked in a breath as I sat up, "I don''t know..." I grinned.


    Fuck yeah I knew.


    His lips connected with mine, and a fire burned between us.


    I felt my legs weaken, as he dragged me off of the bed, and into his arms.


    His hands roamed my body, as I pressed myself into him, I molded myself to fit into him perfectly.


    His lips formed over mine, and everything seemed to fit.


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    I have been to hell and back, I have lived through the massacre of my family, I''vee to senses on


    the fact that my father was in the Mafia, I''ve been shot at, isted, kidnapped, beaten, almost-raped,


    and Ive spent half of my life in an academy learning how to kill.


    I''ve been through so much fucking shit, and it seems as though this...man that is kissing me now...is to


    me.


    Maybe if I didn''t steal stebneskiesunch codes, maybe if I didn''t fall over that bridge, maybe if I didn''t


    beat the shit outta Viktor, maybe if I didn''t join the academy, maybe if I didn''t swear to omert¨¤...


    Maybe, maybe, maybe maybe maybe maybe....


    Fuck maybe.


    I did that shit.


    And for some psychotic reason, I don''t regret any-fucking-thing.


    Viktor can threaten me all he wants, he cane at me with every fiber.


    He can threaten me.


    He can fight me.


    He can tell me that it''s not over...


    But guess what asshole? It''s never fucking over.


    I may die tomorrow, or next week, or next month, but you won''t be the one to kill me.


    No.


    Give me all you got. You only live once.


    I won''t live my life in fear of you, or anyone else, I have my family with me now.


    And as Iy here, in Sinister''s arms, his childish little hands undressing me...I know that I''ll be okay.


    I know that when my time doese, once will be enough.


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    The End

 Chapter 37 (Additional Chapter)

    Chapter 37 (Additional Chapter)


    GREY''S POV:


    "What the shit fuck is going on?"


    My fists froze in ce 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.


    Mam¨¤ 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.


    "Hey! Don''t you dare get my..." I nced down at my floor length, tight ivory colored wedding dress.


    God bless, he didn''t get any blood on it.


    "Ohh, okay okay, I see you Xavier. It''s not exactly the ideal attire for a physical interrogation but I didn''t


    exactly have time to change."


    Does this man know how long it takes to get into this dress?


    I hope he doesn''t.


    The timing was awful for the Italian fuck face to try and make a move to escape the dungeon


    compound.


    Lucky I had been there to apprehend the little shit.


    Okay, apprehend is kind of an overstatement, I may have shot him in the dick.


    Wait no, not "may have". No, I definitely shot him in the dick.


    I know it was low of me to shoot him in his no-no-square, but I couldn''t take him down wearing a


    wedding dress.


    This thing is a fortune to clean, and also, I didn''t feel like running.


    I still couldn''t believe I was getting married. I couldn''t help but smile at how Sinister had asked me...


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    It was my 20th birthday, we had gone paint balling.


    I remember I had been winning, like the fiery badass I was, when Sin had snuck up, his gun pointed at


    me.


    I didn''t have enough time to raise my weapon, so I stood there, waiting to be shot.


    I remember his smile, his cocky, stuck up, powerful, gorgeous, and absolutely heart melting smile.


    His lip ring glinted off the lights of the dimly lit arena.


    His icy eyes smiled at me, he had this victorious look in those beautiful orbs.


    His height towered over me, he had taken a step closer.


    I had suddenlye to the epiphany that I could very well overpower him and steal his weapon, at the


    angle and direction we were standing at.


    So without further hesitation, I hooked my leg around his ankle, forcing him to the ground. I then kneed


    him in the stomach and lurched forward so I was able to grab his gun out of his hands.


    He fell to the ground a small smile still on his face, and I raised the scope of the gun to my eyes,


    wanting to shoot him right in the tits, because I''m weird like that.


    Suddenly, something shinny appeared in the scope, I frowned as I lowered my gun to see Sin holding a


    ring.


    A beautiful diamond ring.


    I dropped my gun. I couldn''t move.


    I saw his smile as he slowly raised himself up to one knee.


    "Grey Aleksei Dante Rave-"


    "YES."


    I''m impatient.


    He grinned, "you don''t even 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 present."


    "fine fine, continue venting."


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    His dark brows formed together, "wait what? No. I''m not venting, Jesus child, I''m proposing, not telling


    you my secrets."


    "Ohh." I grinned "okay, okay. Go ahead."


    He red at me.


    "You can do it, I believe in you." I urged.


    He grinned and shook his head.


    "Okay" he breathed "Grey Aleksei Dante Ravenwood, marry me. Marry me, because I will never force


    you into heels again. Marry me, because every time we go to the beach, I''ll throw you into the water.


    Marry me, because you''ll always be my little suka. Marry me, because I''ll chase you 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 much more, we have stayed together. Marry me, because I fucking love you."


    Tears poured down my face, I had never been so happy in my life.


    "Wait a sec, you want to marry me? Is that right?" I grinned.


    He had broken out into a smile. I remember saying yes.


    I said yes.


    I said it, cried it, and kissed it to him.


    He would always be mine.


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    "Grey?"


    I shook my head as I pushed myself out of my thoughts.


    "Sinister actually sent me toe find you, it''s time. I don''t know why you thought this was the time for


    interrogation and a beating, but you have to go get married now."


    I smiled wide.


    I nodded to him, and took his arm as he led me through the building of our Mafia house, and outside to


    where the white benches, hundreds of people, hundreds of flowers, two rings, and my fianc¨¦e were at.


    We stood behind a curtain, Xavier faced me, his hands pulling the veil over my face.


    He nced down to my shoes that were barley showing through the folds of the dress.


    "Combat boots?" He grinned.


    "No mas heels for me."


    The music began to y, and I found that I wasn''t nervous at all. I saw the familiar faces of everyone. I


    saw us, yer, Gabriel, Annabelle, and so many of those who I loved.


    I wasn''t nervous, I wasn''t scared.


    Even as I took Xavier''s arm and we began walking down the isle.


    Even as I raised my eyes to possibly the most beautiful man I had ever seen.


    Even as the music, and people faded away, and suddenly it was just Sinister and I.


    I knew that things were going to be okay, I had a hand gun in a thigh strap under my dress, a room full


    of family, and a husband who I''d give my life to.


    The Mafia pastor began the ceremony, and the rings were brought before us. I grinned widely as I


    glimpsed at the inscription in the inside of my ring.


    Four letters that had be apart of me, had been engraved into my wedding ring.


    Suka


    Sinister grinned devilishly and knowingly at me and I couldn''t believe how far he and I hade.


    He was my Prince Charming, my best friend, my protecter...


    He was my Russian Mobster.


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