Casino

...It's Saturday...

WARNING: This chapter contains mild scenes that may distress some people, in Sophia's first POV about older men and sexual harassment. If you feel uncomfortable/unhappy reading her part, please skip until the dotted line, as that will indicate the conversation is over 

Sophia's POV: 

Today's Saturday, meaning qualifying day for Lando. It would also be the day I meet his parents. I was anxious. What if they don't like me? What if they think I'm using Lando for his money? That was one of my pet hates: people assume that I'm only 'best friends' with Lando for his money. I feel like people underestimate women in modern society- the fact they can't make a living for themselves and use men as banks and spend all their money; it's false. There are many successful women out there, and I'm very lucky to be one of those more well-off people in life. I just hope Lando's family can just see that I don't chase boys often, but I would run a country mile for Lando. If he was on the other side of the world and needed me, I would happily pack my bags, and get on the earliest flight possible to console him. I'm nervous for meeting his siblings as well, whether we'll get on. Another one of my biggest fears is having to put Lando into a position where he has to choose between me and his family. I knew how it felt to make choices that have been life changing at a young age. I spent very little time studying when I was younger, because my dad asked me the choice to continue study or begin working for his mafia mob. I told him I could do both: I was a very well organised person. But as I grew older and more independent, my dad wanted me to take a more active role within the mob: he was preparing me to take over if something happened to him. I was rushed off my feet all the time. I would be quietly studying my course, I would be dragged out somewhere, sometimes out of the country, to meet 40-50 year old men, who would look at me inappropriately, who would begin to touch me. I tried to fight them off, my dad never aided me however, and it became a normal practice of life. I hated it. I wanted to just sucker punch them in the face whilst they talked my dad into deals. I knew I couldn't, my dad would've killed me and I would be blamed for everything. 

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NOTE: this is where her POV continues, if you skipped the first part of the POV :)

Context if you skipped: It's Saturday and Sophia is worried about meeting Lando's parents. She asks herself whether they'll dislike her or think she's in a relationship with Lando for the money, which is false. She's with Lando because she loves him.

My nervousness kept growing inside of me, as I sat on the bed, staring out to the beautiful summer's day in the Arden forest. The sky was a pastel blue, not a cloud in sight. The sun gleamed down amongst the trees. The scene was beautiful, but I couldn't pay attention to it; my mind was somewhere else. My legs were jumping about, as I fidgeted with the necklace Lando kindly gifted me back in Monaco. I was so busy thinking of every possible scenario, that I hadn't realised my boyfriend had come out of the bathroom, and now was kneeling , and he grabbled my legs, stopping them from jumping. He looked up at me, as I gave him a nervous smile. "Sophia they're gonna love you, don't worry. If they don't or say something bad, I'll talk to them, okay?". I couldn't force the words out, just nodding. He slapped my leg: "Time to go future Mrs Norris, you ready?". I rose from the bed, and just went to hug him. I whispered into his ear. "Thank you." 

"For what?" 

"For everything. I love you, you know that right?" 

"And I love you too" he whispered into my hair, which was shoulder length and brunette, and straightened because my curly hair makes me look like I've been dragged through a hedge backwards.