The Russian Mobster: Russian Mafia Romance

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 nineteen 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 flattering, 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 black 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."
"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.