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Chapter 50 Shelby brothers part 2

Race day

Y/n got in beside Tommy.

"You'll need more men then that" Charlie said.

"It's just me and a girl" Tommy mumbled, Y/n knew he wasn't speaking about her, he was talking about dear blonde Irish Grace.

"Y/n" Charlie said softly, she looked up at him nodding lightly they drove off.

"It's your job to stay quiet, keep Grace happy until I get the money" Tommy said his gaze distracted as he watched Grace make her way out of the flat.
Y/n moved into the back and Grace got in the front, Y/n grabbed her purse making sure she had her hair knife and then her gun slipping it into her thigh halter.

"It's nice to meet you again Y/n" Grace said, Y/n looked up with the best smile she could muster. Tommy looked back imagining her red lips on his moving down his neck, he shook his head focusing on the road again.

They moved inside as Grace spoke to the security.

"Arthur will be up soon" Tommy said leaving her stood at the bar focusing all his attention on Grace.

Y/n focused on the door trying not to look at the dancing couple, she continued drinking, watching the small clock behind the bar.

Eventually seeing Arthur she quickly looked towards the couple moving after Tommy to the table.

"Your money Mr Kimber" Thomas said, Y/n moved off towards the bar, watching Kimber dance with Grace, eventually feeling him move closer to her until his hand laid on the small of her back.

"Mr Shelby really does have good taste." he whispered into her ear, Y/n tried not to cringe giving him a light smile as he took her onto the dance floor, his eyes lingering on her chest.

She glanced towards Kimber once he sat back down with Tommy, quickly moving back to the bar.

"Y/n Grace, we're going to dinner at Kimbers house, I've got business to attend to" Tommy said.

"I'll throw in an extra 3 quid for your time" Tommy said, Y/n looked at the floor surprised by his deal.

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Y/n took Grace's hand squeezing her hand lightly, she stood straight seemingly stronger then Grace anticipated.

"Just stay behind me" Y/n whispered softly, Grace nodded soon walking in after Kimber.

"You showed me up back there at the races" Kimber said, Y/n took a step forward with a smile, Kimbers eyes moved down to her chest making him smile, he took her hand.

"At first I wanted her, her body against mine, but when he offered you both well...who could refuse." He whispered into Y/n's ear feeling his hands move down she pushed him away.

"Why don't you get us some drinks?" Y/n whispered softly Kimber smirked chuckling lightly he moved towards the glass canter.

He grabbed a glass holding it out, dropping it to the floor, his eyes glancing to Y/n and then to Grace.

"Pick it up" he said staring at Grace.

"Pick it up yourself" Grace said angrily.

"You're a fucking barmaid, if I drop a glass on the floor, you pick it up. I want to watch you pick it up" he spat, Y/n moved in front of Grace as he moved towards them, turning Y/n around as he pushed Grace's head down on the Pool table.

"Right you little slag, I'll have you and then you stupid Irish bitch" Kimber spat, Grace tried to reach for her purse as Kimber's hands gripped Y/n's back pulling up her skirts as she tried to kick up at him, his body against hers hearing his zip her eyes met Graces, tears falling down her cheeks her eyes desperate.
Grace looked up at the door hearing it open.