SHE WANTS HER REVENGE

you must still remain with your identity, it isn't time to reveal

When am I not cal

aking your shit right now look

Mafia, there are many rumours arising that they are planning something big, a

leave?", N

", Dimitr

ll we be gon

Dimitri says to me. "Now go pack, you

d quickly pack my bags. Once done I enter my bathroom and turn the shower on. I strip out of my clothes and look down to see my scars. I shut down any bad memories about to resurface and jump into the shower feeling

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lips. The liquid burns my throat as it travels down, but I don't care, I find comfort in pain. I feel the plane start to lower and I brace myself slightly for the landing. I feel a thump a

r me!", I hear a vo

d for me. I walk down the stairs and step onto the runway w

to take you to your hotel", the man says,

ck in Russia. Nikolai joins me in the car and starts to text away on his phone. The man sits in the drivers seat and begins to take us to our hotel. I look out the window taking in th

vely stay Miss Hart and Mr Volkov". We nod and exit the car grabbing o

y?", Nikolai asks as w

ready for this, no need t

ok of concern. "Are you going to be ok

ake smile, "As long everything goes to

. I open the door to my hotel room and I collapse on the couch. I reach for the remote

lai, want to get

, yeah okay

in and I look at i

black dress from my bags. I attach 3 daggers to my right thigh and my gun on my left. I adjust the dress so my weapons aren't showing and walk to the bathroom. I quickly brus

ng?", I ask looking

ing Italian"

we are. I roll my eyes at their actions. We are greeted by a waiter and he takes us to a table. We order our drinks and food soon afte

athroom", I tell Ni

esence behind me and I turn around slamming it into the wall putting the dagger to the throat. I hear a deep chuckle and look up to be met with a pair of all too familiar blue eyes. A pair of blue eyes t

st wonderful?", his

, slowly it travels down from his skin down onto hi

ness no play), he says, his thick accent coming through. He looks my up and down, bottom lip going into bet

fucking around and answer my question), I say to him raising

the mood to play

ck", I scoff an

d holds me by my throat. I smile slightly and he rol

our surroundings", he finally answers, "Would

whatsoever. I roll my eyes and put my dagger away. I push past him back in the direction of the main room of the res

(what do you want asshol

I don't speak Russian and I would much rather when you discus

t going to keep wasting my t

t there will be no trouble at the Gala tomorrow", he says in a demanding

off, "I wasn't the one to pull out my gun

you may be right. But let it not be mistaken, you seemed quite happy to ob

te my lip, trailing my finger down his chest, "And you just so happened to

ying a pressure that makes me want to roll my eyes back into my he

moving closer, I brought my knee and nailed him right where I know it would hurt the most. His grip on

o la prossima volta, perdente!