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!