Mimo_35

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Grew up in a loving family or at least that's what I used to think. My name's Elise. I was born and raised in Tokyo ......that was before we moved to Manilla where all hell broke loose. My parents were killed I mean slaughtered to be specific. I’ve had to live with the pain of grief in my heart till date. But that's not the worst part yet. I later came to realize that what happened that day ......my parents’ death .... it all suddenly feels like an illusion ...a dream. My life has been a lie .... I've wasted lots of energy chasing a lie. I swear I saw my mum bleeding to death.... her lifeless body .... but here she is......alive. I was shipped to the Caribbean years ago.......raped, insulted, abused ever since but what kept me driving .... is to avenge for my family and the hope that one day I’ll find my brother Kalton who was snapped out of my life before I was shipped .... yet here he was with my mum, enjoying life to the fullest.... fuck!!! I have no tears left .... all I've been left with is pain and lots of it. My story may seem simple but trust me I'm not simple and definitely I'm not boring.

ESCLAVIZADO

"Who the fuck is she?" thick Russian accent.

"Elise…. She will be our new face." Chino said 'I don't like her'

"you'll have to get used to her Leo." We were at a private office with modern and beautiful aesthetics. I didn't have the time and luxury to appreciate my surroundings because of the kind off aura these guys were giving off. Tbh it made me feel very unimportant.

"Hurry up boys, we have less than 2 hours to take off.": Chino

"sir I think she's ready.": Manuel. 'Have you taught her the basics?'

'she's a fast learner." 'Good because I don't want any mistakes'

I had mastered everything I was supposed to learn. The clients we were to meet in Baltimore, they were Russian cartels. They aren't very friendly from what I've heard. 'boss' who I later came to find out his name was Gonzalo Rodriguez, insisted that I had to be there, I was anxious I mean anything could happen during the deal....Police…. Maybe I've watched too much crime. But I don't want to go to jail and definitely not in a foreign country.

After about one and a half hours we were on our way to Baltimore. All I had to do was watch and learn. I was basically the only woman on board not counting the stewardess.

We landed at a private strip. Four men were standing outside waiting for us. From a glance I could tell they were cartels. Russians.

One of them stood out with his ash white hair and well shaved dark beards. He was in a navy blue suit. His sleeves were rolled up and the top three buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned revealing his tattooed chest, on his left hand was his jacket suit and had a mean look on his face. Chino greeted the white haired guy while we stayed behind him. It was all part of the protocol. We were led to a private office in one of the buildings there. Several armed men in suits were standing guard outside the office. We were to leave our weapons before entering. When it was my turn, one of the men blocked me

"she with me let her in." chino said. The white haired guy motioned his men to stand back. I put aside my revolver, my phone and my watch

"Remove your bra" I raised my eyebrow not believing what he just asked me to do. Is he mad? 'Excuse me!'

'Do it!' chino ordered. 'No!' I said firmly. "we don't have all day idiot, do it!"

I removed it and placed it beside my gun. As disrespectful as it was I had no other choice. It didn't make much of a difference since I was in a designer suit thanks too Manuel. Finally, I was allowed in.

The Russians