⚠️ Including Tom, Arthur, John and Finn⚠️
-Tom-
• Tommy has chosen you. Picked you from a crowd the same way one might pick a product from a shop.
• And you were a delight. So perfectly handmade for him, so clearly destined to be his, that the second he set his sight on your pretty frame, as you smoked a cigarette and accounted for your gangster father during a meeting with him, he knew that no other man in this world should be allowed to have you like he wanted to have you.
• As far as he was concerned the wedding day, the dress, the party, the champagne, it was all just an elaborate way of paying the fair price to have you become fully his.
• The expensive white silk of your gown meant as much as product packaging to Tommy. And what a lovely packaging that was, so beautiful and so enticing, almost begging to be ripped apart.
• The thought of taking you, slowly stripping you of that dress the same way he would open an expensive present pestered and persisted in his mind. He could not shake off the image of you, bare in his hands for him to use in which ever way he desired. And as a result, he couldn't for the life of him, keep his hands off of you.
• Every touch was as posessive as it was lustful, the feverish warmth of his body getting increasingly noticeable as he became bolder in his approach and lost all discretion when it came to having you close to him.
• Tommy barely managed to remain composed as the reverend announced you man and wife. His kiss was soft, almost chaste, but the grip he had on your waist was nearly bruising, as if the stain of holding back from having his way with you righ then and there was torture to him.
• And even as he pulled away, staring hungrily at your lips as he kept your body pressed to his own, his hold was just as, if not even tighter.
• The prospect of spending the rest of your life with this man terrified you in a way that you couldn't put into words. And the mere thought of the wedding night you had ahead of you was enough to send your heart into a frenzy.
• Tommy Shelby is a promising man, your father had told you this morning as he watched you dress in your gown, barely restraining yourself from jumping out the window. But the unyielding leash the Shelby man had you on spoke more than any of the palm-reading sessions his aunt had ministrated before the ceremony.
• The fortune she told, you feared, wasn't anywhere near as favorable to you as it was to your husband.
-Arthur-
• The poor Lad. He gets so flustered. So awkward. He really has no idea how to act.
• Art will pretend to be calm and composed during the hours leading up to cerimony, as he walks through the long, claustrophobic hallways down to the little room where his suit is laid out.
• The second the door closes, however, he is lunging at Tommy. Whisper-shouting about how this was all a horrible idea, how you would hate him, how you were just a kid, that he would never forgive himself when he eventually hurt you with his brutish ways
• It took Tommy so long to calm him down. The whiskey wasn't enough to tranquilize his nerves, the man was barely standing on his own without it and the cigarettes didn't seem to have any relaxing effect on him.
• By the time he had managed to make John stop crying from laughter and got Arthur to breathe again, he was interrupted by a soft knock that echoed around the little room and a brilliant vision of flowing white fabrics and beautifully embroidered pearls emerged from behind the dark wooden door.

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RandomThis book will include these characters: 《 Thomas Shelby 》 《 Arthur Shelby 》 《 John Shelby 》 《 Finn Shelby 》 《Michael Gray 》