Mariana Cortez is the Queen of the North of London
She has built her empire up despite the protests and barriers of a mans world
She was also the first woman to steal Thomas Shelby's heart
She is cold, calculating and slightly unhinged
But her l...
"The worst nightmares are experienced with eyes wide awake" - Midara
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As mentioned, this is an Alfie Solomons fanfic, but the first few chapters will give you an insight into Mariana's character and her time with the Peaky Blinders. But Alfie will be coming into it so just be patient.
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Mariana's POV
Bullets, smoke, blood... the heavy sound of boots trudging through my head The blood flooding the floors around me and seeping into my skin, staining me Patients screaming out to me for help... the cold blade pressed harshly against my throat...
I woke up with a start, covered in a layer of sweat, my chest heaving. Fucking nightmares I picked out a cigarette from the bedside table and lit it up, leaning back against the headboard with a sigh.
I shut my eyes and try to calm my breathing, my sleep was always like this, plagued by the war... the bloodshed. I wasn't like most women during the war times, I was drafted as a 'nurse' A 'nurse' who actually gathered information for the government and helped smuggled our soldiers out of the country Yeah... I was a spy
I was stationed in France I was given a new name, had to put on a French accent and dye my hair blonde, for 4 fucking years. They were the worst years of my life. I shook my head and tried to stop my hands from trembling.
You're not in the war anymore, you're at home, in your pretty little blue house in London.
I was interrupted from my deep thoughts as the telephone rang, the shrill of the ring splitting through the silence of the house And my head I got up with a sigh, shuffling down the hallway and the stairs to the telephone.
Who the fuck was ringing me anyway?
"Hello?" My voice sounded quite raspy seeing as I'd just woke up I waited a moment before whoever was ringing me finally spoke.
"Mar?" I'd know that voice anywhere. "What do you want Arthur?" I asked, placing the phone between my head and shoulder as I sorted through the mail on the table.
"Look I uh- we need your help" "Mhmm" I murmured, looking through my letters I could hear Evelyn, my maid, moving around in the living room "Tom has, well I think he might have fucked up, please just... just come back and I'll explain everything when you get here" Arthur pleaded from the other side of the phone.
