Florence knew she had drank too much last night, always did when she went out with her friends. She rubbed her head as she made her way to Alfie's warehouse.
She huffs as she enters the office, being half the office was dimly lit as it was in the depths of the warehouse.
"Morning Mr.Solomons" she began to unwrap her coat and without knowing the clasp of her necklace was caught pulled her coat off and woth it her necklace.
She let out a horrid gasp as she caught sight of it as it flew through the air and smashed in the ground in a few pieces.
"No!" Florence tossed her coat on her chair and marched over the the ground where it lay, "no no no".
"Alright love, calm down now" Alfie stands with a huff using his cane and walks over, "lemme see it then"
Florence keeps her face downcast as she becomes aware of the tears in her eyes, and for some reason she didn't want to let Alfie see how much she was crying over a necklace. She picked up the pieces she could see and placed them in Alfie's outstretched hand.
She sat on the floor and waited for him to say something."Why you still on the floor" Alfie held his hand out for her, after he carefully plopped the broken necklace into his vest pocket. "Up you go, follow me right - i think, right I think this can be fixed"
She follows him, her tears clearing up as he guides her upstairs, as they climbed the place looked nicer, cleaner, more light.
Alfie flicks a light on and she can see clearly the cases and cabinets filled with jewlery.
She gaps at it all, "you run some sort of jewlery store too?"
She looks at Alfie, he is behind a counter now, where it looks like there are more precious jewels, "ya, ya somethin' like that" he bends over, her necklace in hand as he inspects it with a magnifying glass.
Florence turns and starts looking at everything. It was almost overwhelming how much there was, and she has seen and worn a lot of Jewelry as a model.
"This is all so beautiful" Florence admired, currently looking at a spring of pearls in a case. She looks up at Alfie and he's already looking in her direction like he was watching her.
"Right" he interrupts, "i had a look at this here, locket, ya and simple thing, chain broke, can set it on a new one and couple little diamonds - which very lovely are real - need replacing, which easy fix ill have it done here" Alfie puts it in a case and writes it down.
"That easy?" Florence raises her brows, "what do i owe you for that?"
Alfie looks up confused and takes his eye piece out, "nothin' why you think I'd make you pay to fix, what is - quite clearly - a family piece. Seeing as you was on the floor for so long....and your my secretary ain't ya, feels proper to just fix it free of charge for ya".
"Well thank you" Florence pauses "it is quite special to me, my Mum gave it to me"
Alfie smiles lightly, "Well glad I can help then" he pauses, "right no more falling to the floor lets get some work done"
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Peaky
FanfictionFlorence Gray is the starlight cousin to the Shelbys. She is a model in London. Tommy decides to use her in his deal with Alfie Solomons. Alfie and her work together and butt heads, where will their relationship end?