𝑳𝑨 𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑼𝑺𝑬

𝑻𝑹𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬 𝑫𝑬𝑼𝑿

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𝑨 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆...

The relationship between Tommy and Salomé was kept a secret for an entire year, it was so peaceful.
The only ones who knew about the two were Tommy's family and Salomé's dear cousin, Clara.
A secret kept perfectly well by countless excuses, sneaking out the house, lying about being out with Clara, and mostly of Salomé & Tommy meeting on nights at the DuBois home.
This was all new for the innocent church girl, lying and sneaking out the house for a boy her papa didn't approve of. Salomé was enjoying this new rebel life of hers.

It was perfectly insync between the couple, just like a one perfect song you could never get tired of hearing.
Salomé loved Tommy and Tommy loved Salomé.
The young girl believed they were the perfect couple, meant to be, even though the both of them still had many secrets that they rather not rise from the dead just yet.
The couple helped each other from their past even if they never spoke about the war they came from.
Tommy loved Salomé liked a miner who loved gold. He wasn't going to pass up a girl like her, some would say he was moving too fast in falling in love with this foreign girl like what happened with Grace but he wasn't trying to hear shit from them.
Tommy was gonna protect Salomé with all his power he had, no one was gonna touch a single hair on her body. Nobody was gonna say a thing about her race or that she ain't from there, Salomé was his girl.
Tommy Shelby's fucking girl and no one could do anything about it.

"Tommy want me to bring up lunch to the den?" Salomé walked into the room bringing him tea, it was only 4am as they were in Mr. DuBois bedroom. Tommy had a place but it was more convenient to meet here every Friday night. There were too many eyes and ears at his place for him to sneak Salomé in and out.
As the word around town was that Tommy Shelby only invited a few woman into the home he hardly frequents.
"Hmm?" Salomé pulled Tommy from his train of thoughts. She was sitting on the side of him with the tea cup in her hand. Tommy saw how she was beautifully dressed in her robe and her unfashionable curls being half way pinned up.
"Yes, Finn and Arthur are going to be happy to see you." Tommy quickly put the cigarette in his other free hand, kindly taking the tea cup from her.
"You best get going now." Salomé learned in for a quick kiss. A quick kiss Tommy wanted to deepen, but the idea of hot tea spilling on his bare chest wasn't that pleasurable.
Salomé pulled back from the kiss, a charming smile on her face.
"Drink up now, my papa can come here anytime with his shotgun ready to blow you to pieces. "Salomé's words brought a look of enjoyment on Tommy's face, he found the words Salomé said to be funny.