Authors Note: Hi everyone. I wanted to thank; those who read my other story and liked it. And to let you all know that this one will be different. There will be some Dantana but not in a good way.( may cause triggers Don't read if you can't handle Graphic violence). Brittana is end game. This will be part of a series in my Mafia Verse. Enjoy.3 Btw this is a ReWrite i had to.
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The Dream
Chapter 1
A Dream broken .
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The room was dim. Soft lights placed on the walls and tables; were creating a soothing glow. The smoke in the air ; would roll into the lights. Causing a hazy atmosphere. It wasn't Broadway; or a recording studio in L.A; but it was better than that dinner. ... Well at least she used to think that. Santana took a sip of her gin and tonic. The clinking of the ice in her glass; was almost annoying. But she loved the bitter taste ; watered down just a tiny bit.
Dani's voice ; is strong back stage. She's yelling at one of the lounge mannagera; about the set list. Ever since Dani accepted being Santana's manager; there's been a ton of yelling. Dani wasn't the same as she was before.
At first it was simple things. The lights weren't right, the songs were not to her liking. Then it became fights and yelling about how the young latina; looked and what they did in between working at the lounge, studio, and their down time. Then one night Dani; became rough with her. Santana; being the fire cracker; she is. Would normally fight back. Screaming and yelling. But that one night... changed everything.
That night; Dani came home drunk, and wanted very much to fuck HER girl; but Santana wasn't feeling well; and denied her sex. Dani stormed out, leaving the latina home in bed sick .. alone.
The second time Dani like that; she didn't take no of any kind for an answer. She grabbed the brunett by her hair and threw her on the bed. Santana; was scared and tried to plea with her girlfriend. But Dani; ignored her cries and forcefully ripped the latina's clothes off. Santana wanted to protest with her every being; but fear had left her frozen. Dani; jammed her finger HARD; into Santana.
She screamed and cried harder; until Dani hit her with a fist. "SHUT THE FUCK UP SANTANA!" The surprising blow to her jaw ; stung, and her lip began to bleed. But it wasn't the only thing. Dani became frustrated with her even more; when Santana wasn't getting wet.
Dani; shoved two more fingers into her sore pussy. " What's the matter with you?! ... Don't I make you wet any more?!... Huh?!" The girl abover hissed. Santana cried out in pain; as her girlfriend's fingers plunged, invading her body without welcome. Eventually; Dani in her drunken state; withdrew her fingers .
Blood covered her fingers. Disgusted; Dani wipped the blood off on the bed spread, right next to Santana's face ; where the blood from her lip pooled. Santana couldn't move or make a sound. She just kept still; eyes closed. She heard Dani curse and rummage around the apartment. Thrn the front door slamed shut.
It took her a long while to manage getting up to her feet. She made her way to the bathroom ; blood running down her thighs and chin. She didn't even bother to look in the mirror. She couldn't face herself. She turned on the shower; as hot as she could stand. She made a lame attempt to clean herself off. Afterwards tenderly put a robe on and slept curled up on the couch crying.
She never told anyone about that night. She's not even sure Dani fully remember it. Even if she vowed that night to leave her. But things were no longer simple. .. No. It was all because of that contract.
Dani's uncle who originally signed Santana; was clever, devious, retched man. Until he passed. Soon after his death; Dani was left the "Businesses" and she was now more than Santana's girlfriend. She was her manager. Dani owned Santana; and her career.
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Santana; opened her ciggeret case witg stars on it off the table. - something reminding her of Rachel Berry. - She took a Marlboro out of her case, and calmly lit it. Dani yelled again this time followed by the young man falling through the red velvet curtin on the stage. Santana closed her eyes and exhaled... directly inhaling another hit. Dani's boots echoed on the dance floor. Preparing Santana for her aproch.
Santana always drank. In the last three years; she found herself nearly ever without a drink in hand. The combination of her alcohol and the rough relationship she had; wore on her. The gleam in her eyes was no longer there. Her voice was huskier than before. In fact she no longer cared.
Dani was now a very powerful buisiness woman. Well- at leat in the Mob World. Dani's uncle was an infamous mobster. Richard Castellolie. He was know for many things. Music being high on that list. The others rang from murder, robery, racketting, and money laundering. But time again; he evaded such rumors of the sort. And therefore; was never caught. Dani had seemed to take on his legacy as well as his persona. Along with her contract to his label. Richard had slapped a little lease on her to Dani. That as long as "Santana M Lopez; sang for them. She bound to Dani.
Unless there was a way out of the deal; Santana was always hers. As time passed; Santana accepted her life as Dani's... musically and via body.
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"you ready to do rehearsal?" Dani asked; as she sat down next to her girl. A stack of papers in hand. Santana picked uo her drink downed the rest of it. When Santana didn't respond Dani; put her hand gently; on her thigh. "Babe?" Santana wanted to flinch at the " sweet" gester and endearing term. She just put her best BITCH face on ; and looked at Dani. She smiled sweetly and said. " yup; always ready" . It was mearly rutine. With that in mind; she stood up and waled around the table. But before she could escape; Dani grabed her wrist. Santana knew exactly what the blonde wanted. She bent down lightly kissed her. Their lips barley touched. Dani; slapped her round ass. " Good girl; go get it baby." She said sounding proud. Santana ignored her sweet talk once again; and got up on stage. ...
She's got Chanel up on her lips
A four inch skirt down on her hips
And all I got is just a couple pair of jeans
She's so hot, and she's the only thing you see
If I had her heals on I would never do you wrong
She treats you like a patient
With the lies she's got you on
Turn the lights off
Cause I'm all yours
Cover you in my curves
I'd give ya what you deserve
We could get lost
Get the lines crossed
Run ya like a fever
Woah if I could be her
Woah woah oh
I'd keep you forever
She's got the perfect little car
I drive a Chevy with the paint peeling off
She's got her daddy's credit card
I play for dollars down on Diamond Boulevard
If I had her heels on I would never do you wrong
She treats you like a patient
With the lies she's got you on
Turn the lights off
Cause I'm all yours
Cover you in my curves
I'd give ya what you deserve
We could get lost
Get the lines crossed
Run ya like a fever
Woah if I could be her
Woah woah oh
I'd keep you forever
If I was her, I'd be your silver lining after the storm
Cause I can't stand seeing you crying no more
Turn the lights off
Cause I'm all yours
Cover you in my curves
I'd give ya what you deserve
We could get lost
Get the lines crossed
Run ya like a fever
Woah
Turn the lights off
Cause I'm all yours
Cover you in my curves
I'd give ya what you deserve
We could get lost
Get the lines crossed
Run ya like a fever
Woah if I could be her...
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Hey guys. Thanks for reading. All errors are due to sleepiness. A nother chapter will follow. Leave comments and ideas and feedback. Thank you. Btw sorry for not posting sooner. Ive had phone issues. #MafiaLove 3