The Russian Mobster: Russian Mafia Romance

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 accent.

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 fücking 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 place such as New York City. That shampoo bottle over there" I pointed across the room "has a fancy well known French label, but the "a" in the name brand is slanted and marked weird which gives me the impression that it's a fake, the only place I know that would hand out fake expensive label shampoo to their costumers is New Yorkers." I paused and gave another half shrug "its only logical."

Slayer and Xavier stood there in shock and disbelief.

"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 glare.

What. The. Fück. Did. I. Do. Wrong.

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

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