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

now was my chance, I wouldn't and couldn't

I made my way out to the back ally of the

one?

together and slid out my hand gun with

stepped out from the shadows and aimed my gun at the guards first, they went down fast and silent with the excuse of a popping like

men turned to me;

myself as not the Idiot you so rudely ditched in there. Now let me make myself perfectly

me feel bad for the

rigid

guy from the

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

was all the

Creepy creepy.

me the launch codes." I

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

pulled the trigger as the bullet shot

pinched and reddened from trying to

and hand. Me. The. Launch. Codes." I said motioning

have no idea what your dealing with." He warned

heard that all the time, "I'm afraid I do Mr. Stebninsky, now hand me the codes or you can say goodbye

carefully slid the papers into my hand and took a step

Ew.

pleasure boys. Mr. Stebninsky.

step back when I added "and don't bother calling that boss of yours, while I was 'freshening up' I had the curtsey of killing him." I bowed with a

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

heard voices, and I silently cursed

I'm such fücking trash.

she? She compromised our entire

held my breath and shut my

angry voice yelled as the footsteps

He's spicy.

a cell

to get this stupid