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.

relieve myself, excuse me." I said

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

the restaurant and sure enough, I found Stebninsky surrounded by two body guards talking to

against one? No

sighed as I pressed my hands together and slid out my

went down fast and

men turned

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

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

was rigid

from the shadows remained

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

was all the

Creepy creepy.

me the launch

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

the bullet shot through

pinched and reddened from trying to cope with the

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

you have no idea what your dealing with."

now hand me the codes or you

and took a step back, sweat glistened on his

Ew.

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

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

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

I silently cursed myself as I crouched behind

I'm such fücking trash.

she? She compromised our entire

held my breath and

know that. Find her!" The angry voice yelled

He's spicy.

cell phone, or having emergency backup plan. This is the

to get