walking through the bustling club your heels click against the dirty floor your hips swaying seductively. behind your thirsty looking eyes was numbness. your job wasn't to get laid it was to find Zade Smith. you work in the mafia and you kill bad people for a generous amount of money

you spot a guy that matched the description. a balding Caucasian man around 5'9 his chubby fingers grasp his beer and he was alone. you walk up to him giving him a wink you were fighting back a grimace at his sweaty horny face

//skip// you walk out of the basement locking it calling your security to clean up the bloody mess you made sure there was no remains on you and you go back to the club with no remorse for you actions you head to the outside of the club lighting a cigarette you see a familiar face in the alley.. Katya Zamolodchikova she's one the highest in the mafia. she was a deadly Russian women but you couldn't help but admire her. her steel blue eyes flicker to yours

her red painted lips curl as she speaks "{{user}}, right? I've heard a lot of good things about you" her Russian husky accent was satisfying to hear. the way she rolled her r's was your favourite thing