Lauren Jauregui Imagines

Mafia

G!P you

Lauren woke up on the ground of a field, a pile of food and supplies in the middle.

Camila, Ally, Dinah, and Normani were all around the supplies in the middle, along with a few other women.

There was a gunshot and immediately the girls knew what was happening.

Gunshots flew everywhere and the girls sprinted for cover.

"No!" Lauren heard and watched a girl run straight towards the men with guns.

What the hell was she doing?

Lauren ran, tackling the girl to the ground and pulling her behind a tree.

"Let go of me!" The girl fought against Lauren.

"Are you fucking crazy?! You're going to get yourself killed!" Lauren shouted at the girl.

"I'm the one person who can fucking stop this." Lauren furrowed her eyebrows and watch the girl run towards the men.

Immediately the men dropped their guns.

"You fucking bastards! Kneel, now!" The girl angrily shouted at the men and they all dropped to their knees.

"Miss, Y/N I'm so sorry! I don't know who mistook you for one of the hostages!" One of the mean cried out.

"Did I fucking say you could talk?!" Lauren and the girls slowly came out from their hiding places.

Your POV
"Who's responsible for this?!" I shouted at the men, grabbing one of their guns and loading it.

"Speak up, now or all of you are dead!" I shouted at the men who were on their knees.

"M-Me Miss Y/N. I-I'm new and-" I shot him in the head and the men all cried out.

"Stand, take these women to the plane." I commanded them.

"B-But Miss Y/N. Your father-"

"My father is dead. I killed him. You take orders from me now, understood?" I asked, watching him nod.

"If these women complain of any problems with you, consider yourself dead." They bowed their heads and I gestured for the women to come out.

"You're safe, girls. Don't worry about them." Slowly they all came out and the boys prepared the plane.

"I need you ladies to write down your home address so that we can get you home safely. Don't worry girls, I promise you'll be given at least a million dollars for this shit." I spoke, glaring at the men as I gave one of the girls a clipboard once we were settled on the plane.

"What the hell is going on?" One asked and I sighed.

"Yes please, baby." I nodded at the flight attendant who held up a bottle of wine.

I was going to need it for this talk.

"Well, my father is the leader of the world wide known mafia. I recently found out about all of the horrific things my father did with his power. Thank you sweetie." I gave the attendant a smile before taking the glass of wine from her.

"So I took it upon myself to overthrow him, in sweeter words. So I inherited the company. I rushed here to stop his usual play and was mistook as one of you." I explained, sipping my wine.

"You look so young, how old are you?" One asked.

"Im twenty four. And for your asses I'm taking on the huge task of owning this company." I sighed.

"You don't want to lead?"

"God no." I sighed.

"I had to drop out of college for this shit. I am not looking forward to assassins trying to kill me at the age of twenty three." I explained.