Introduction

I was born in a border town between Ukraine and Poland. Never really understood what my father did for work but we had a really comfortable life. He used to tell us he worked in security and we were naive enough to think a security salary could afford a mansion like ours.

Things however go south when I was twelve. It seems my father lost a shipment worth millions for the criminal underworld and one night they come to our home for collection. It was very traumatic. After the fireworks are done father took us at least those who remained and we landed in New York.

This is where things have gone downhill. The luxury we were used to back home is very hard to attain in a big city like New York and my father cannot really do here what he used to there because of a lot of laws and the Russian mafia on our ass. So we could barely afford rent and stuff. He started working at a construction site but thanks to billionaire assholes the rent kept increasing and I have to join him when I was seventeen. It was really physically demanding job but I had no option.

When other girls were pursuing a degree from university at my age I was getting a world class education at the streets. Of course since the world isn’t fair to me I decided I won’t be either and the taste of luxury compelled me to crave a lifestyle a construction worker cannot have. So it started with pickpockets and progressed into break-ins and stuff. I never got caught as I got in and got out and no one got hurt. I am good at it. Recently I also started taking few low level modeling gigs.

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