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.

I said softly as I briskly walked past

codes, and now was my chance,

out to the back ally of the restaurant and sure enough, I found Stebninsky surrounded by two body guards talking to a man

against one?

hands together and slid out my hand

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 noise the gun

turned to me;

Now let me make myself perfectly

look on his face was priceless, it almost made me feel bad for the guy as he

was rigid

the shadows remained

there. "Keep your mouth shut or this bullet will

was all the

Creepy creepy.

launch codes." I

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

pulled the trigger as the bullet shot

and reddened from trying to

me, now be a good boy and hand. Me. The. Launch. Codes."

you have no idea what your dealing with."

Mr. Stebninsky, now hand me the codes or you can say goodbye to your other hand." I shrugged

papers into my hand and took a step

Ew.

the papers and nodded, "it was a pleasure boys. Mr. Stebninsky. Mr. Creepy

I added "and don't bother calling that boss of yours, while I was 'freshening up' I had the curtsey of killing

of billion dollar missile strike launch codes, not many 19 year

and I silently cursed myself

I'm such fücking trash.

Solvact who was she? She

heard foot steps so I held my breath and shut

Find her!" The angry voice

He's spicy.

clear I ran, hating my cockiness for not carrying a cell phone, or having

get this stupid