Six Inch - [Lando Norris]

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          "Haven't seen you in a while, Natalya". Lorena, Natalya's hairdresser, muttered while she looked down at Natalya's long strands, ruffling them up a bit before she used some clips to lock parts of her hair on her head, starting with the longest strands to trim the dead ends. "Haven't had a special show in a while". Natalya replied, looking at Lorena's movements through the mirror. "Hmm, I've heard Sainz' business is running well". Lorena said, briefly catching her eyes. "For sure". Natalya nodded, her light eyebrows briefly rising. Lorena had worked for Carlos a little while, offering personalized styling behind the scenes until he hired another one. Natalya didn't know Lorena a very long time, but she did know that she didn't want anyone else fiddling with her hair or cutting parts of it. She had done her hair perfectly for some big shows in the first weeks since Natalya arrived in Madrid and ever since she made appointments when she wanted her hair to be perfect. "They talk about you, you know?". Lorena said then, a grin showing up on her face. "The men". She purred in a husky voice, causing Natalya to scoff with a laugh. "Isn't it flattering to know how much they all want you?". Lorena asked.

Natalya shook her head. "The attention is nice, but they're all so empty. They want to fuck and that's it". She looked down at her nails while Lorena continued to trim the ends of her hair. "One of them seemed to have gotten your attention". Natalya squinted her eyes at her through the mirror. "Who's been talking?". She asked. "The streets". Lorena shrugged. Natalya let out a breathy chuckle. Of course. The mob talks on every corner and the ones who were watching the mob talked even more. "He's Sainz' partner". Natalya said. "He came to see me dance and he was impressed". She added, not lying in what she said. "Are you getting all dolled up for him?". Lorena asked and the silence that followed told her she was right. "A woman needs to satisfy her needs too". Natalya said, waving her away and it caused both of them to laugh. "What is he like?". Lorena asked, the comb moving through her hair meanwhile. Natalya nibbled on her lower lip as she thought about the best way to describe Mr. Norris. "He's young". She started. "Professional". She cocked her head sideways in her thinking process and it was immediately corrected by Lorena.

"Impatient, yet not pushy". She added. "Undeniably handsome". Lorena hummed behind her, curious to hear more about the mobster who was longing for Natalya. "He looks like he has a trained physique. I think he's intelligent". Natalya finished. "I don't know him well. He saw me twice and I danced privately for him. He payed me well". Lorena's eyebrows went up when she mentioned the private dance. "You know, it's all fun and games, until they get serious". Lorena said, moving her fingers down her hair at the front of her face to make sure they were equally long. "Don't forget that you work for them and they don't work for you. No matter how fond they are of their angels, they don't hesitate to be the devil and pull the trigger". Lorena said, her tone had hardened and something told Natalya that she had experienced something bad before she left Carlos' crew. Natalya nodded slowly. She focussed on her hair again next, looking at her reflection in the mirror. Lorena had washed it and conditioned it and even though Natalya cared for her hair at home, had a wash day schedule and all, nothing could be better than your hairdresser doing it all for you.

The two women were silent while Lorena styled her hair, blow drying it gently and using a variaty of products that all smelled deliciously. Natalya didn't add to the conversation earlier that she was flying to London tonight and she didn't want to tell Lorena about it to make her worry. "I know you're smart, Natalya". Lorena spoke up again while her fingers raked through her blonde strands. "And I know how those men swoon for you". She cooed, making Natalya chuckle. "I'm honoured you still come here". Lorena honestly told her. "конечно". [of course] The Russian hummed. "I think you're perfect to be a mafia wife". The brunette teased, even though she just talked about the dangers of the mob. "I have enough choice at least". Natalya replied with a chuckle, thinking about the audience she has at Carlos' club. She is curious to see what Lando's club in London would be like. "You do". Lorena smiled. She undid the cape from around Natalya's shoulders and Natalya took a look at herself in the mirror. "It's gorgeous as always". She smiled at the smaller woman. "Thank you". Lorena returned the smile at her again. "I expect a tip as you said the British charmer payed you very well". She said on her way to the counter and it caused the two women to laugh again.