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 softly

and now was

past the kitchen I made my way out to the back ally of the restaurant

one? No

sighed as I pressed my hands together and slid out my hand gun

went down fast and silent with the excuse of a popping like noise the

men turned to me;

so rudely ditched in there. Now let me make myself perfectly clear, don't try bullshit with me right now. Take

it almost made me feel bad

stance was rigid with fear...what a

from the shadows

guy over there. "Keep your mouth shut or this

all

Creepy creepy.

the launch codes."

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

the bullet shot

pinched and reddened from trying to cope with the

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

no idea what your dealing with." He warned

Mr. Stebninsky, now hand me the codes or you can

papers into my hand and took a step back, sweat glistened on his face

Ew.

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

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 grin. "You're

many 19 year olds get to experience this terrific moment. I

and I silently cursed

I'm such fücking trash.

was she? She compromised

foot steps so I held my breath

fücking know that. Find her!" The angry voice

He's spicy.

cockiness for not carrying a cell phone, or having emergency backup plan. This is the one time I wish I didn't work

to get this stupid outfit