The Petals Thorn|| Thomas Shelby

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Rosemarys pov
I walk into Shelby LTD, nervously. I saw they were hiring. I know who the Shelby's are. Everyone does. I've been warned not to try but the wages will be worth it. I've had my fair share of men. I know to keep my head down and my mouth shut. I tell the desk woman who I am and what I'm there for. To be Thomas Shelby's assistant. His last...disappeared. Quit. I sit ignoring the blondes stare anxiously. I jump hearing the loud noise of the men around. And count to 10. Slowing my heart and breathing as I do so.

Thomas' pov
I'm called and told my 10 am appointment is there by Grace. I stand and fix my suit and look around and pause seeing a blonde woman. Her hair down to her chest. Her eyes meet mine. Blue. Beautiful....she's beautiful. Soft features. I say "rosemary?" Seeing other women their blouses buttoned low their cleavage out. Not her though. She stands. And I can tell she's timid by the way she walks over. I hold the door open for her taking in her backside. Perky.

I say "take a seat Ms...Waters." She nods and does so fiddling with her hands. She's anxious. I ask "how old are you?" "28" she replies. I nod "what are your skills?" She sends me a small smile "I can read, write, I'm good with numbers, injuries as well, and I know how to keep my head down. Make coffee too. Clean" she lists. I ask "how fast can you type?" Also wondering about her being good with injuries. Bad home? Or something else?

She chews on her lip and says "pretty fast I'd say. I can also memorize pretty well too" I nod finding her endearing. She's not...afraid of me. I can tell that by looking at her. She maintains eye contact, her voice steady. But she's anxious. Eyes darting around. Flinching slightly at the noise outside. Interesting. She has a....light aura if that makes sense. Different. I say "and the injury thing?" She shuffles slightly and says "was a nurse" her accented voice says. Hm.

I ask "why'd you stop?" she asks "pardon?" As I take out a cigarette "want one?" She shakes her head. I reiterate "why'd you stop being a nurse?" She fiddles more at another shout outside. She doesn't like the noise. It seems to be too much for her. Interesting. "I only signed up to help those who needed it" she replies. I nod "so you went into the war" makes sense how she is around the noise. I'll have to be mindful to put the desk farther away from the door so she can't hear it much.

She nods "yeah" I can't imagine her in war. She's so...pure it seems. Innocent. Seems the type to avoid it. And everything that comes with it. But she was brave enough to face it. Simply because she wanted to do some good. I reply "thank you for your service." She asks "you serve?" I nod "tunnels" giving her that atleast. I ask her "whatever you see in the books stays in that head of yours. The only time it leaves those pouty lips of yours is if you're talking to me. And me alone. Ya hear me rosemary" she nods.

I continue "you'll be typing my messages, sending them out, filing, and even accompanying me on trips as well" my old assistant didn't come with me anywhere. I found her trading my secrets so I killed her. Bitch. She nods "you'll be paid plenty for your work, you'll be scheduling the trips and taking notes during them as well. Scheduling my appointments. And if you wish you can pour me a drink too. Only if you wish" I tell her. She smiles my way. Pretty. But she also blushes at my description of her lips. Her pale skin giving the blush away. "And as for that nursing experience you have. It might be called on. It might not. Depends. That being said Rose. You have the job" she stutters cutely "w-what? Mr Shelby, I-I thank you" I tell her "call me Tommy." And she nods. I take her hand as she stands and I say "come back tomorrow morning 10 am." She nods "yes mr...Tommy" I grin and open the door for her watching her go. I tell Grace "cancel the rest of the interviews. I found my assistant" I know Grace wanted the spot. But most of the time all she does is watch me. She's not equipped.