A Dangerous Woman

Chapter 26

Aidan Romano

"I think we've planned out everything, amore. There's nothing left to do." 

My voice was weary as evidence of exhaustion from the past month of work in Russia.

Sprawled out on the sofa, Blaise's legs were on my lap while her laptop rested upon hers.

"Are you sure? We can't miss anything!"

From her concerns, I couldn't help but to smile while in thought about how good of a Mafia leader she will be. A quality I admired greatly about her. Over the month, we both opened up to each other and I truly learned about who she was.

At the beginning of the month, I noticed that she would stay awake into the early hours of the morning, eventually falling asleep only when she was completely exhausted. I never wanted her to be alone so I ended up staying awake with her, at first, we just remained in silence, by each other's side, just watching the night sky. But eventually told me everything, I came to learn even the most dangerous woman in the world was affected by mental illness. She spoke about having PTSD but never told me what of, and she told me about her insomnia that was caused by her chronic anxiety disorder.

In turn, I told her about the depression I had suffered since I was 11. Elaborating, I told her that occasionally I'd wake up and everything would seem dull and I would not want to leave the bed at all.

From that point onward, there was not one secret between us which was refreshing as I believed both of us being born into a life where we had to keep our lives secrets, had damaged us both into never sharing anything.

Before coming to Russia, I wouldn't have spared a second thought at killing her, but now, after spending every second of a whole month together, part of me could not wait to be married to her. To call Blaise, my wife and for her to be mine for the rest of our lives. It was a future that I could not wait to begin.

"Hey, we did it. We have thought of everything and we will be successful because of it."

I grabbed her hands comfortingly in mine while I say it, making sure I kept eye contact with her, to cease her worries.

From the start, she made it obvious that she hated the whole plan. Understandably, she didn't wish to risk anyone's lives when there was another possible plan of her easily sneaking into the Russian base and silently killing the leader of the Russian Mafia and the heir, that I was once set to marry. There were so many ways where less lives were at risk but we were both under order to complete this specific plan set before us.

The only reason the plan was set in motion was because of our fathers saw brute force was the only solution in the face of a threat. They were outdated and their ideas belonged in the past. Their time was over.

Blaise suddenly got up from the sofa, carefully she placed her laptop on the table and walked

over to the kitchen. She called out to ask if I wanted anything, while getting herself a drink. But as an idea entered my head, I quickly forgot to give her a reply relevant to her question and instead produced an unrelated statement, "We should celebrate!"

Blaise laughed in reply, assuming I was joking, “Celebrate by doing what?"

A smile slowly grew bigger across my face, "Well, a week ago I was looking at things we could do around here and I found out that there is a small cinema, not far from here, and considering your love for films and my new found love for them, I thought we could go see a film."

Blaise's face lit up with happiness as she bounced back over to me, the water she went to get, spilling over the edge of her glass, "I think that's the best idea that you've ever had."

Blaise's overexcited voice filled the room once again and I looked up to find her opening the front door after having left her drink in the middle of the floor in a moment of overwhelming excitement, "LET'S GO, come onnnnnnn."

I couldn't help but to laugh as I got to my feet. I grabbed my knife and my wallet as Blaise suddenly decided we should race to the car.

We arrived at the cinema and Blaise ordered every food item she could, paying for it herself as she refused to let me on the account of her being a 'strong independent woman'. The film we ended up watching, was a Russian comedy that was native to Russia only. The film was good but my knowledge of Russian did lack greatly, which meant Blaise had to translate different parts for me. Every so often, I couldn't help but look away from the film, just to see Blaise's face. Her beauty only increasing when she smiled or laughed.

Finally leaving the cinema after the film finished, Blaise spent the entire time discussing everything about the film with me, on our way back to the car. Her voice filled with a childlike wonder that brought a smile to my face.

This was a moment that I could live in forever.

Deep in her discussion about the film, Blaise was almost pushed to the ground as a huge Russian man barged past her. I reached out and grabbed her waist to stabilise her but mainly to stop her from harshly reacting, as her expression had instantly turned deadly.

"смотреть, куда ты идешь, ты жирный трах!"

{Watch where you are going, you fat f**k}

She spoke before I could stop her and her Russian accent was as flawed as it was back when I was torturing her. This instantly grabbed the man's attention and he turned around to face us.

As soon as my eyes met with his, I witnessed a spark ignite within him, he had just recognised us.

I went to grab my gun, only to find it missing. Realisation setting in as I remembered opting to only bring my knife instead. My misfortune was immediately taken advantage of by the Russian man, who could now be confirmed to belong to the Russian Mafia due to the large tattoo going down his neck reading the Russian Mafia code, as he had already pulled his gun.

I looked to Blaise, who would normally be prepared for a situation like this, but her expression only showed a slight panic that was masked by an emotionless mask as to not show weakness. For once, Blaise had been caught out. In her distraction of wanting to live a normal life and be excited about going to see a film, she also had not thought of bringing her gun.

As well as this, while we were both highly trained in combat and could have easily taken his gun, the man had already made his move by the time either of us he just recovered from the surprise of being unprepared.

The gunshot rang out into the empty street.