Only in the mafia

CAMBRIA

Troubled. is a word ive been called my whole life. 

i have a disorder I have bipolar disorder, my whole life ive been treated as if i was another species. Even as an adult. I have my lows and my highs (which normally come with drugs and ciggrates). But hey that's life. Well for me anyway. Jobs wouldn't hire me because of my disorder so i took up dancing. 

You know when your parents tell you they don't want you to be a stripper, well i never had that.

 My mum was an acholic and died when i was 11 so i was left in the care of my stepdad. He wasn't a good person he deserved to die, so when i was 16 i killed him. I didn't get charged because i found out before my dad died he knew this guy, Carlos Valdes. But he died when i got in touch but his son Dominic Valdes was still alive. A Spanish mafia boss. He was very kind to me, he gave me the secret inheritance my dad had saved me but before I could claim it i found out how much debt my mum and step-dad got into. And well i basically had no money left. Dominic offed me to stay at his house but i refused any help. I decided i needed a change. So I booked a cheap flight to Russia. Can you imagine a British girl moving to the coldest ruthless country.

Here i am, a stripper in the coldest country at some rich business mans club. But to be honest i love Russia. It has my heart.

And hey I've been good. I've only killed one man since i came here.

I have made three friends Micheal. Mollie. Tristian. Yep double M, theyre twins and tristan and mollie are married.

Im not intersted in dating or finding a partner.

When i first came to Russia i was told a big scary mobster owned this lcub, and i shoul be careful. Honestly ive been through worse.

I actually do a good job here, im head stripper. I know right it sounds silly but trust me its a  good job and i get an extra £300 working here.

I hear my name getting callled by Ross one of the main guys here. I sway my  hips as i walk to him. He smilies 'Noch, kogda zhe ty nazovesh mne svoye imya, dorogaya.'

(Translation- Night when will you tell me your name my dear.)

'i already told you Ross im just business' i reply back to him in english because i understand Russian but id rather use my mother tounge. His finger trails up my leg, i want to dislocate it but ill be a good girl tonight.

'NOCH SPOKOYNOY NOCHI, DAMY I GOSPODA' and thats my cue to go on stage judging by the announcers tone.

(Translations- Night ladies and gentleman)

I get of ross and go to the stage and start dancing to dangerous woman by ariana grnade. Chic i know.

Im midway throught doing a split on the pole when i hear a gunshot, looks like my one man reocrd this month goes.

As this club is owned by the king of Russia its often a target. I sigh, grabbing my gun that clings on to one of the dead security guards, hear we go. God i hope i dont flash anyone.

I shoot one man in the eye the next in the heart. I shoot three more before im out of ammo. Fuck. Look like knives will have to do.

I make a way to the bar and grab the fruit knives then aim for the men. I dont miss. Once im done im covered in blood head to toe.

Great so long to this white lanigre

I look around to see dead bodiews some are hiding.

I smile.

but its stopped once i hear a voice 'NOCH my office NOW' i turn to see Igno looking at me. Fuck me.