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

and now was my chance, I wouldn't and

of the restaurant and sure enough, I found Stebninsky

one? No

pressed my hands together and slid out my

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

turned

ditched in there. Now let me make myself perfectly clear, don't try

look on his face was priceless, it almost made me

stance was rigid with fear...what

from the shadows remained

your mouth shut

was all

Creepy creepy.

me the launch codes." I

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

the trigger as the bullet shot through his

face pinched and reddened from trying to cope with the sting of

The. Launch. Codes." I said motioning to the papers sticking from his

what your dealing

I do Mr. Stebninsky, now hand me the codes or you can say goodbye

slid the papers into my hand and took a step back, sweat

Ew.

boys. Mr. Stebninsky. Mr.

while I was 'freshening up'

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

and I silently cursed myself as I crouched behind a

I'm such fücking trash.

she? She compromised

heard foot steps so I held my

her!" The angry voice yelled as

He's spicy.

carrying a cell phone, or

to get this stupid outfit

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