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The next morning, Tommy had to go to his bar, Shelby Limited. Maryanne came out in a black dress, with a jacket Ada give her. "Darling?" Tommy asked her, as she came out to show him. "How do I look?" Maryanne asked. "Beatuiful." Tommy said, kissing her hand. "Does the kiss on the hand mean something to you?" Maryanne asked. "It's a sign, well to me. It's way of marking you without hurting you." Tommy said, holding her hand. "It does?" Maryanne asked, looking at him. "Aye." Tommy said, opening a cabinet door, with a box. "What's that?" Maryanne asked. "It's something Ada told me to give you. When you got here in my life." Tommy said. "It's a hat like mine darling, you're now a peaky blinder with this no one will see you, when you klled someone, you could run back to me, without fearing getting killed." Tommy said, putting on her hat on her head. "There." Tommy said, having her face the mirror. "I look very different." Maryanne said, holding him. "You look different because you look beautiful." Tommy said. "I am?" Maryanne asked. "Yes, darling. You have nothing on the world when you're with me, you are one with me." Tommy said to her. "I love you Tommy." Maryanne said to him, kissing him. "I love you more." Tommy said to her, kissing her. "We need to be at Shelby Limited, you set darling?" Tommy asked. "Aye." Maryanne said. "Come on." Tommy said.
Once they got to the bar, Tommy saw Johnny talking to Arthur. "Johnny dogs. You've met my wife Maryanne Grant Shelby, haven't you?" Tommy asked, taking off his coat. "Tommy, you never me you got re-married again." Johnny said. "I am. I saved her for getting killed." Tommy said. Johnny looked at him. "She was almost killed? How?" Johnny asked. "I don't want to talk about it." Tommy said, nearly snapping. Maryanne rubbed his back. "Darling, sit closer to me." Tommy said to her grabbing the chair closet to him. Maryanne lit up a cigarette. "Here Tommy, kiss me and I will blow the smoke in your mouth." Maryanne said, grabbing his face in her hands. Tommy looked at her. "Darling you know that does something to me." Tommy said to me. "Like what?" Maryanne asked. "It drives me madly insane." Tommy said to her. Ada walked in the door. "Tommy you in here?" she asked. "Aye." Tommy said, gruffly. Ada walked and saw Maryanne with Tommy. "You never told me you got remarried." Ada told him, sitting down at a table, lightting a cigarette. "I did get remarried. She's better than Lizzie." Tommy said. "How?" Ada asked. "I'm betting looking then her." Maryanne said. Tommy held back a laugh. Maryanne kisses Tommy's cheek. "Darling, you make me feel so much better when you lay your soft lips on me cheek that way darling." Tommy said to her. Ada looked at him. "Hello Ada." Johnny said. "Hello Johnny." Ada said.
Once back home, Maryanne was making coffee, in the coffee pot her mother gave her when she was marrying Tommy. Maryanne drops something on the floor, a wooden spoon. "Shit." Maryanne mumbled. Tommy was coming out of the bathroom, when he heard that drop. "Darling! You alright?" Tommy asked, hugging her. "Yes Tommy I am, I dropped a wooden spoon. See?" Maryanne asked. "Aye." Tommy said. "I thought you got hurt darling." Tommy said, kissing her. "No, no, do you reallt think I would be that ignornat to hurt myself in the eyes of my husband, Thomas Shelby Grant?" Maryanne teased. "No, I never think that about darling, you beautiful mafia angel." Tommy said to her, rubbing her back. "I want you to make love to me on the couch, right here, right fucking now." Maryanne said to him, walking slowly around him. Tommy looked at her. "This is why I love you." Tommy said, pinning Maryanne to the couch. Tommy unbuttoned his shirt, Maryanne undid his pants. Tommy took off Maryanne's dress, slowly rubbing her body, taking off her dress. Tommy pinned her down on the couch. "Darling, you have the most beautiful body I have fucked." Tommy said. Maryanne laid on her back. "Darling, never leave me, you belong to me and me only." Tommy said to her. Tommy held her in his arms. Maryanne kissed Tommy's neck. "You're so much than Grace, she never did anything like this for me." Tommy said. Maryanne looked at him. "She never did?" she asked him. "No, she never did." Tommy said, looking into her eyes. "Tommy, I never knew that." Maryanne said to him.
"Darling you have something she never gave me, a true love, she loved me yes, she cared for me, yes- but you. You my darling, you have something I never felt before, Grace protected me, she did, you protect me how a peaky blinder should protect." Tommy said to her, kissing her lips. Maryanne held Tommy in her arms that night. "Darling, never leave me, I have a fear of losing you or something bad happening to you my darling." Tommy said. "Fuck me again please darling, please." Tommy nearly begged her to fuck him again, she did, she fucked him harder. "Fuck." Tommy said, grabbing her ass. "Darling, let's go to the bed." Tommy said to her, carrying her in his arms. Once in the bedroom, Tommy laid down the bed, kissing her lips. holding her tight. Maryanne saw the love Tommy had for her, she can just see that he really really loves her to death. where he never wants anything to happen to her. If something happened to Maryanne, Tommy will lose his mind. Something he never did with Grace. Grace was fraglie, not fraglie as Maryanne. "Darling, you have something that makes me madly in love with you." Tommy said. "As what?" Maryanne asked, looking at him. "If you ever get hurt darling, I mighy lose it my love." Tommy said. Maryanne looked at him. "You aren't going to hit me right?" Maryanne asked in fear. "Darling, me hitting you, never. I will never lay one hand on you, I protect you, it's not my intention to ever hurt you. Someone as beautiful as you darling, should never be hit." Tommy said. Maryanne looked into his eyes. "Darling, you have something in you that makes you so important to me, it's hard to even fucking put it into words." Tommy said to her. Maryanne looked at him. Kissing his lips.
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The Mafia and his angels
RomantizmTommy Shelby fells in love with a girl he met at a pub~ she then becomes his properity.