The Russian Mobster: Russian Mafia Romance

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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, landing perfectly

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

I sighed and straightened out my thin black dress. I hiked up my straps and tucked my wig behind my ears, I then walked into the restaurant.

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

Roland was my fake name that the agency gave to me for my mission, all I had to do now was retrieve the stolen launch codes from Stebninsky's front jacket pocket, and I was home free.

"Oh yes, pardon me I had to freshen up." I said flashing 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."

Bullshït.

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 motherfücker.

me." I said softly as I briskly walked past the

was my chance, I

way out to the back ally of the restaurant and sure enough, I found Stebninsky surrounded by two body

one? No

my hands together and slid out my hand gun with

shadows and aimed my gun at the guards first, they went down fast and silent

men turned to me;

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 and lay it down on the

look on his face was priceless, it almost made me

rigid with fear...what a

the

over there. "Keep your mouth shut or this bullet will

was all the

Creepy creepy.

launch

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

as the bullet shot through

to cope

be a good boy and hand. Me. The. Launch.

have no idea what your dealing with." He warned through

the time, "I'm afraid I do Mr. Stebninsky, now hand me the codes

my hand and took a step back, sweat glistened on his face in

Ew.

and nodded, "it was a pleasure boys. Mr. Stebninsky. Mr. Creepy Shadow man

of yours, while I was 'freshening up'

of billion dollar missile strike launch codes, not many 19 year olds get to experience this terrific moment. I had to get the codes sent back

and I silently cursed myself as I

I'm such fücking trash.

who was she? She

so I held my breath and shut

The angry voice yelled

He's spicy.

second I was in the clear I ran, hating my cockiness for not carrying a cell phone, or having emergency backup plan. This is the one time I

had to get this stupid