Lauren
Being in love was something I knew I would never get to experience, now so more than ever. Dinah made it clear how she would handle me as her wife and how I was to respect her which scared the crap out of me. What would happen to me if I didn't?
I had witnessed what happened when I tried to defy her in the garden but what would she do when we were married? She could do anything she wanted, and that's what worried me. She was one of the most feared people in the mob and I didn't want to even start to imagine what she was capable of.
Every once in awhile she sent me white roses, but they were stained, with what I hoped was red paint. I had to admit, they looked pretty but every time I saw them my stomach clenched because the number of roses in each bouquet would be lower than the last. It hadn't taken me long to figure out they were marking down to the day we were to be married.
It was just a reminder of what was to come and when they were delivered I sent them away, not wanting to look at them. She was taunting me.
"Miss Lauren, Normani Kordei sent a package," one of the maids said as I looked up from the piece in front of me on the piano.
"Thank you," I smiled and took the small cardboard package from her, removing a pocket knife from my belt and swiftly opening it with my thumb. I wasn't the pitch perfect princess everybody seemed to think I was and I did carry a knife with me but at least it wasn't a fucking gun like all my dad's men did including him.
I slid the blade across the tape carefully and set the knife aside, opening the box with curiosity.
Inside were photos of Normani and I riding horses and walking in the field together, courtesy of Ally who must've been taking photos. The pictures made me smile because it gave me some peace of mind. Normani was the coolest friend ever and the fact her wife had been sweet enough to capture the moments we shared made me happier.
I looked through the photos, a grin on my lips before I went over to the table with paper and pens. I took my time writing a sincere thank you letter before sending the made away with it. Ally was always doing sweet things for others and I strived to be like that one day. Where I would just do things to be nice without even thinking twice.
I slid the photos in my music case, somewhere safe I knew I could sneak them into Dinah's house when we got married. She had made it clear she didn't want any reminders of my past but I simply couldn't leave the photos, they would be the only thing to get me through the future.
Once insuring they were snugged between the pages safely I returned my attention to one of my favorite pieces that was also by, Johann Strauss the Second. He had to be one of my all time favorite composers just because of his beautiful waltz and operetas.
Beethoven, Haydn, and Back were nice but I found more happiness in playing Strauss' pieces. One of his most famous sat in front of me, Blue Danube. It was probably his most well known piece and I had played it too many times to count.
Once my fingers touched the keys it was like I was in a whole other world, just my thoughts and me. The music surrounded me and all I could focus on was the beautiful notes being struck to create the piece that sat before me.
I felt safe and I felt happy until I ended the piece, and someone clapped behind me, making me jump in fright. Luckily, it had just been a girl, a girl with beautiful brown eyes and dark hair.
"Sorry! I just, I heard the music and I followed and, you're Lauren right?" She spoke quickly and I fought the urge to laugh at how fast she was going.
"Yeah, I'm Lauren. How may I help you?" I asked sweetly and the girl grinned at me, her cheeks tinting pink. She was quite beautiful and I think she noticed me checking her out because she looked down shyly.
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The Mob Queen• Laurinah[COMPLETED]
Fanfiction*warning* story contains dark themes -previously called The Monster in me- Being born into one of the most notorious mob families was tough and demanding, especially if you were Lauren Michelle Jauregui. It wasn't everyday one of the most dangerou...