I never knew my parents. They gave me up when I was born and the first thing I remember is life in a Russian orphanage. I remeber a man came every month to inspect the children, he took a few away with him each time. I was so jealous that I was never chosen to go to this better life he promised them. I remember the day he chose me, I was 14 and he took me away with 3 other girls away from that place. He took us to a fancy hotel, bought us new clothes and fed us. He told us we were special. That was a lie, he sold us to the Kutthroat Mafia and we ended up as sex slaves. They got us hooked on drugs and moved us around all the time. They didn't care if we were sick or even if we died, we weren't human to them just property to be used however they saw fit. First night I was there, I wanted to die. I lived that hell for 3 years untill I was 17 and everything changed.
I was lying on the dirty old mattress in the corner of my room. It had been a while since a man had come to visit me and I was hopping the night was over. The drugs had all but gone out of my system and withdrawal had started, so my head was pounding. The door to the room swung open and in walked Victor, a particularly horrid human being. He had taken pleasure in initiating me into the Katthroat mafia himself. He always came to visit me when he was in town as he saw it as some sick romantic perversion. He told me the first time that he had never had a girl put up such a fight, that I was his little tiger.
"Alexandra, always a pleasure to see you." he said taking off his jacket and hanging it on the chair in the corner of the room
"You have no smile for me tonight beautiful girl?" he asked in his thick Russian accent chuckling
I just continued to stair at the roof as he undressed himself
"That's okay Alexandra, talking was never why I liked you anyway." he said smirking as he took his pants off
He laid down on top of me naked pushing my legs open
"I forgot how beautiful you are." he said brushing my matted hair off my face
I had waited long enough for this moment, I reached under my pillow and without hesitation plunged the sharpened handle of the spoon into his neck. Blood poured out of his wound and ran down my arm as I started twisting it. A smile spread on my face as he gasped for air and slumped onto the floor. I stood over him watching as he bled out on the floor of my cell as I shoved my arms through the sleeves of his jacket. I picked up his gun and a wave on nausea hit me. I swallowed it down and looked Victor dead in the eyes
"Goodbye Victor." I said before just before I put a bullet in his brain
A smile stretch across my face at the knowledge I could die now knowing I had killed a man who had brought nothing but pain into my life. I knew it wouldn't be long before the guards would be here so I got ready. I didn't think I just acted, I shot and killed three of them before taking a bullet myself. The last thing I do remember was a young mans face, he was handsome and wearing a black outfit as he rushed towards me before I hit the floor.
When I woke up again I was in a hospital strapped to a bed. I scanned my surrounding my gaze still hazy from the drugs only to find a hand holding mine. The hand belonged to the man I saw just before I passed out.
"I was starting to think you'd never wake up." he said giving me a smile that was trepidatious to say the least
"Who are you?" I asked him my voice cracking from lack of use
"My name is Leon Green. We've been trying to take down the operation you were in for a while." He said calmly
"Are they dead?" I asked looking towards the ceiling
He nodded "Good." I said as a tear slipped down one cheek
"How are you feeling?" he asked me as if he really cared
"I don't know." I answered him honestly
He nodded "We couldn't find anything on you, or your family, we don't even know your name." he said
"I was born in Russia in an orphanage, I have no family and my name is Alexandra." I said coldly
There was a knock on the door, Leon got up and opened it letting a women dressed in a suite walk in. She looked official, like she was in charge of something.
"I wasn't expecting to find you here Mr. Green." She said to Leon
He nodded giving me a smile before he walked out of the room leaving me alone with her. She placed a brief case on the table and opened it removing some paper work before she inspected me.
"You're a pretty one aren't you." she said as a statement not complimenting me but just assessing me instead "I see why Mr. Green stayed by your side." she said
I didn't answer, I had learnt the value of holding my tongue.
"My name is Mrs. Smith and before you ask, no that isn't my real name. I heard you killed 4 of your captors, very impressive. I think I have a position you would be very interested in." She said smiling
YOU ARE READING
Born Killer
RomanceMy life hasn't been easy. I was born into a Russian orphanage, sold into slavery, given the chance the chance for revenge, taken it and become a different person. I am no longer the girl I once was, there is no innocence in me left. Maybe I've alway...