𝑳𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒍 𝒍𝒖𝒔𝒕 {Discontinued}

𝑾𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏 •3•

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• Ivina Kuznetsova •

"Bitch the meeting starts in 10, what are-" I barge into Sveta's room since she is nowhere to be seen. My gaze is immediately lowered to the ground whilst I scan the floor. Bra. Panties.
Belt. Formal trousers. Ripped dress. Shirt.
Oh no she did not-
I shot my eyes up towards the bed where Sveta was covering her body as she sat on some guys body. 1. Why is she covering her body? Bitch I seen it all. 2. His dick isn't even that big. 3. Could she have picked a worse timing?

"Three-some?" The guy suggests and I snigger at his self confidence. Does he really think I'd sleep with a man? That I would let a man have the privilege of touching my body in any way?
Keep dreaming love. "1, Don't come into my house and ask for a threesome. 2, Do not ever think I would stoop to such a low level. 3, Grow a bigger dick." I give him a sarcastic smile.
Sveta begins to laugh uncontrollably at the way he was flustered. "Who even are you? You're just some whore." He somehow gathered the confidence to talk back to me. Before I could ever open my mouth, Sveta swoops in.

"Bitch she will be the end of your stupid ass and if not, I will." Sveta gets off of him standing their naked which was a bit awkward but besides. I lean against the door frame smirking at his shocked expression. "Now, you will go and apologise then leave." Sveta commands him and he gets up walking over to me. It's so funny how men are so easy to control. You'd think they're tougher because of the stupid stereotypes but nah.

Thank god he put his trousers on so I didn't have to endure that sight anymore.
"I'm sorry ma'am." He begins to apologise as he stood in-front me. Awh how cute. Not.
"Right I think I missed the part where I tell you that I don't accept apologies." I knock him out by punching the side of his head. He collapses to the ground. Sveta chuckles as I do.

"Hurry your ass up." I demand as she rolls her eyes flicking me off. I stick my tongue out at her. "Get out you whore." She throws her bra at me. Her fucking bra at me. I hold it up in front of my face. Red laced bra. This is mines. This whore. Before I could murder her she ran into her bathroom. I'll get you bitch. I exit the room bumping into one of our many guards.

Aleksander. He's the only decent guard around this entire mansion. Basically the only respectful man I know and the only man I can tolerate. "Could you grab the body laying in Sveta's room? Leave it for Seo to take care off." I ask but it was more of an order. He nods and does as he is told. See? Obedient.

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"Casino night did I hear?" Sveta swoops into the meeting room where Czar, Seo and I were discussing the plans on taking down Sir Nicholson or whatever his stupid name is.
"Yeah and you aren't going." Czar answers.
Sveta as a frown appears on her face.
"The only days I'm off work and I can't even go on a mission." Sveta groans as she sits down huffing. Sveta has only went on missions a few times, most time being she had work at the Kuznetsovly {strip club} or she was in charge of making up the plan and tactics. Occasionally I took that over though.

"So Ivina you will-" Czar began to speak once again trying to actually move on to the important stuff but I interrupted him.
"I'll take it from here." I stood up and sat him down in my seat. "What are you-" Czar seemed to be getting mad but I cut him off once again.
"Shutup, anyways." I smirk at him. I'm obviously his favourite sibling.

"So, unlike all of you. I done research about this man although he has very good ways of covering up his identity I must say, but I have my ways too." I state as I lay multiple pictures of this man that my assistant. Katerina.
Managed to gather for me.
"What's this?" Czar leans back on his chair.
"Pictures of our victim. He seems to always be found at casino's, always bringing girls home." I explain as I point to the black and white photos. I'm an assassin. Stuff like this was basic for me, you have to get to know your enemy without them realising. That way you can make the plan perfect.