Romanov. Who would've thought that name would still be around, and in Russia no doubt. Alexandria Romanov is indeed from the line of Royalty and isn't afraid to flaunt it with expensive clothing, jewelry, and her favorite; shoes. However, she works...
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Alexandria narrowed her eyes through the binoculars as she watched the Irish boss, Conall, converse with the Scottish boss, Archibald and his under boss, Beiste. Which means 'the beast' and the man was nothing but muscle and hair. Seemed fitting for the male.
It was lucky she was excellent at reading lips otherwise, she wouldn't be able to know just what they were talking about; Nikolay and his downfall. Fucking pigs.
"Alex! You were supposed to leave five minutes ago! Get that sexy ass down here!"
Alexandria sighed and with a roll of her eyes, got to her feet and quickly packed up her things before Nikolay came up to the roof and dragged her 'sexy ass' down to the underground garage where the men were watching a few hiding Irish.
"Stop! Your position has been compromised. They're all running up the stairs. Find somewhere to hide!"
Alexandria smirked at the demanding tone in her boyfriend's voice and continued her way down the stairs where all the noise was. Hearing shouting men only a couple floors below her, the redhead quickly put her hair up in a tight bun so she could put on a black haired wig to further hide her identity along with brown contacts. Not wasting time, she popped in earphones that were attached to her phone and opened her favorite music app. Music helped her work faster. Or helped her feel more of a badass like in the movies.
Popping her neck and stretching out her arms, she turned the music as loud as it'd go when the first armed male stopped in front of her. Without even looking at him, she quickly drew a knife from her left stocking and threw it, instantly killing him with the handle sticking out of his right eye. She calmly walked down the next set of stairs when more men came running towards her, their guns blazing fire towards her. She didn't even blink when bullets embedded themselves in her flesh.
The men looked at her as if she was the devil.
Well, being the daughter of the devil was close enough.
With a menacing smirk, she drew two more knives and attacked the two closest men, slicing open their throats then quickly digging both knives in the third man's chest before throwing them at a man who finally caught up to the other three. He didn't even get a chance to lift his gun or to simply blink.
Peering down over the railing, she saw more men coming up, but were several floors down and Alexandria was not a patient woman. There was no way she'd wait for them to make it up the stairs to her.
Without a second thought, she jumped over the side of the railing and fell down six floors before she reached out and grabbed onto a railing to her left where a group was. She looked up at men who were very confused with a hint of fear shining in their eyes.
