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.

said softly as I

and now was my chance, I wouldn't and

to the back ally of the restaurant and

one? No

together and

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

two men turned

introduce myself as not the Idiot you so rudely ditched in there. Now let me make myself perfectly

his face was priceless, it almost made me feel

was rigid with fear...what

from the

there. "Keep your mouth shut or this bullet

was all the voice

Creepy creepy.

launch codes."

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

the bullet shot through

face pinched and reddened from trying to cope with

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

idea what your

hand me the codes or you can say goodbye to your other hand."

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

Ew.

boys. Mr. Stebninsky. Mr. Creepy Shadow man over there.

"and don't bother calling that boss of yours, while I was 'freshening up' I

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

silently cursed myself as I crouched

I'm such fücking trash.

she? She compromised our entire

held

fücking know that. Find her!" The angry voice yelled as the

He's spicy.

for not carrying a cell phone, or having emergency

to get

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