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.

relieve myself, excuse me." I said softly

needed those codes, and now was my chance, I wouldn't and

the back ally of the restaurant

one? No

together and slid out

my gun at the guards first, they went down fast and silent with the excuse of a popping like

turned

let me make myself perfectly clear, don't try bullshit with me right now. Take off your jacket and lay it down on

on his face was priceless, it almost made me

rigid with fear...what

guy from the shadows

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

was all

Creepy creepy.

the launch codes."

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

trigger as the bullet shot through

and reddened from trying to cope with

be a good boy and hand. Me. The. Launch. Codes." I said motioning to the papers

your

now hand me the codes or you can say goodbye

papers into my hand and took a

Ew.

was a pleasure boys. Mr. Stebninsky. Mr. Creepy Shadow man over

while I was 'freshening up'

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

cursed myself as I

I'm such fücking trash.

was she?

heard foot steps so I held my breath and shut my

fücking know that. Find her!" The angry

He's spicy.

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

get this

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