Novel & Cerita Russian-singles

Chapter 17 “This is my Fiancée, Whitney Martago,” Nikolai introduced me and I smiled and shook the two short Men's hands. “Nice to meet you both,” They eyed me and looked over at Nikolai. “это не тот рыжий, о котором ты нам говорил.”[ this isn't the redhead you told us about] “Я достану ее, не волнуйся,” [I'll get her don't worry] Nikolai tells them in Russia.

“Because the moment I met you I could not get enough of your beautiful eyes. And I have never wanted to taste a woman—both your mouth and your cunt—as badly as I want to taste you.” Air is trapped in my lungs at what he could mean. Slowly he lowers his head. His phone ringing startles me in the quiet. No, I want to moan when he lets me go and pulls his phone from his pocket. “What?” The Russian that floods out of the phone is harsh and loud. Listening, he grunts. “V puti.” Ending the call, he steps closer. “I have to go. I might not be back tonight for dinner. However, I will come home. If you need anything, you call me and you use the button for anything else.”

Sally covered up herself with a silk bathrobe and said to Maya, “But I have to say, Maya, I was shocked when you messaged Oli and me on F******k that you were Russia. Speaking of which, where is Oli?” “Right here, darlings.” A young man strutted his way downstairs with a smirk- it was Oli, the Russian billionaire owner of the bar. He brushed his hair back and continued, “Is he out?” Maya nodded, “I’m really thankful for you two.” “Don’t mention it, and we’ve been friends since the orphanage.” Sally smiled gently.

Like the other men here, I enjoyed watching them dance and move but now that I had Isabella waiting for me, I didn’t find them appealing because I know Isabella will put these women to shame. Rex ended the silence by pushing the folder toward me. “I’ve got a hit for you.” “Where?” “Russia.” I hated going to Russia. It was cold as fuck, even colder than it was here and it was enormous. It was three times as big as all of Europe combined. “When?” “Immediately.” That meant I was leaving tonight. “How much is this deal?” “Twenty five million.” “Wow. This guy has a big bounty on his head.”

We are free, single, and independent young women. Being out here, with my two best friends, is the most amazing thing I could ever wish for. Already loving life on the road, no man was worth breaking that for. We still had so much more to see. Anyway, at this point on our travels, we had yet to make it to other larger cities in Russia. We heard that those cities are full with sexy, hot young rich men. I am so excited and eager to get a taste of them.

Only the mission matters. But it looked like my answer didn't settle well with him as he frowned. "Yeah, but we could at least pass the time until then," he said. I think the Russian mafia leader has a twin. He is known for his most ruthless ways and here he is talking to me like I was the only one he wants to talk to. Well, the game is on. "Okay then. Ruby. My name is ruby." I said to him. "Oh. Nice to meet you, sugar. I am Adrian. Adrian Russo".

"Well, what the fuck did you expect? This is America, not Siberia. They don't hand over children to single Russian fathers with pages of criminal records." Jesus Christ, does he have to keep on about that?

Prologue Anastasia Olivia, Scarlett, and I swayed to the music in the Russian Orchid, laughing and carefree. This nightclub in Moscow was a must, according to tips Scarlett received. It has been the best summer ever; it would stay with us forever. I couldn’t remember the last time all three of us felt so happy and relaxed. We were having the time of our lives. Our last hurrah before life would take us all away and back to reality. There was a young Russian singer on the stage singing, and even though we couldn’t understand a single word, the beat drove our bodies as we danced.

A phone lies on the ground, it rings but no 🔎 one is around to pick it up. There is a female Russian & 4 male Russians... The 4 males drag her away. She's lying on the ground, she looks unconscious. Sonal hung up & then called on repeat 6 times but no one answered. The Russian is Sonal's ride. She's been kidnapped, no one knows if she's dead or alive. The Russian girl lived in This tiny house which has a retro look to it and is in poor condition. The interior is done in airy colors. The yard is enormous and looks very formal.

Russell said, encouraging her to open up to him. "Um, I'm just an ordinary Russian woman from a poor family, trying to make a living and surviving each day. I work in a restaurant as a waitress in the morning and then as a bartender at night. A friend shared with me about your company, and you are hiring girls to entertain rich businessmen. This job was best for me because I am tired of working two jobs daily. That's why I'm here," Kristina explained. "Are you single? Married or single parent?" Russell asked.