The Russian Mobster: Russian Mafia Romance

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, 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.

excuse me." I said softly

and now was

the back ally of the restaurant and sure enough, I found

against one? No

pressed my hands together and slid out my hand

out from the shadows and aimed my gun at the guards first, they went

men turned to me; horror

let me make myself perfectly clear, don't try

almost made me feel bad for

was rigid with fear...what a

from the shadows remained

your mouth shut or this bullet will

was all the

Creepy creepy.

the launch codes." I

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

trigger as the

trying to cope with

a good boy and hand. Me. The. Launch. Codes." I

no idea what your dealing with." He

Stebninsky, now hand me the codes or you can say goodbye to

into my hand and took a step back,

Ew.

gripped the papers and nodded, "it was a pleasure boys.

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

billion dollar missile strike launch codes, not many 19 year olds get to experience

cursed myself as

I'm such fücking trash.

she? She

I held my breath and

angry voice yelled as

He's spicy.

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

had to get this

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