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...
"She made her angels drink and her demons drunk" -T.Y
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Mariana's POV
We walked through the streets of London with purpose, we were off to meet Mr Solomons
A man I had only ever heard stories about, I made it my business to know who he was though, he was my rival of sorts after all.
In the folder I had read about him there was a single picture, and I had to admit he was quite handsome in his youth, he was also a general in the war. His mother was Russian, killed in Russia years ago and his father was absent from most of his life. He had 2 sisters and 1 brother.
I pulled my coat tighter around me as we neared the bakery It was the one place he always was apparently, a head quarters of sorts The 'bakery' was a rum distillery, he owned his share of ports in and out of England, but nevertheless far as international ports, distributing alcohol as well as supplying bars and clubs around London.
He was also involved in the races himself, as well as factories and warehouses, even legitimate bakery's to save face He seemed to have a share in every field of business, and it was clearly working quite well for him.
Mariana's Outfit
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We walked up the steps to the distillery, getting stopped by two men outside the door, who looked as though they'd been through hell See that's where Tommy and Alfie differed
Tommy used kids, men, women, anyone who could give him an advantage in the world, whereas Alfie seemed to use men, strong burly men who could solve the issue with their fists.
Where Tommy seemed tactile, Alfie leaned more towards violence We were searched and stripped of our weapons I shoved the man away from me when his hand lingered on my thigh having taken my knife from its holster.
He straightened his coat out and glared at me, I glared back The other guy nodded for us to go in, I shoved my shoulder past the man's as we made our way in Only to again be stopped in the doorway by some lanky curly haired guy with a clip board and apron.
