Peaky Blinders. One shot and imagines

A woman's weapon - Part 9 - Tommy x Reader

(Y/n) slowly made her way through the crowd, her eyes set on the man that Tommy wanted gone. She had been watching him all evening, studying him. Waiting for the moment that she would make her way over to him, and now that moment was here.

She had caught him looking over at her throughout the evening. (Y/n) smiling suggestively, as she met his gaze. The older man raising his glass to her or sending a wink her way, whenever their eyes would meet. The Romany healer having given Tommy a look, before she left his side.

"Oh, I am so sorry..........." (Y/n) apologised profusely, as she bumped into the portly man. Some of the champagne spilling from her glass into his, as well as over the front of his tuxedo. The healer brushing the liquid from his white shirt and the black lapels of his jacket.

"No harm done, my dear..........." He chuckled, as she gave him the sweetest smile that she could muster. The man catching her hand and holding it firmly in his.

"I'm Edward Walker, by the way; and what might your name be............?" Edward added, as he continued to keep hold of her hand.

"Scarlet........just Scarlet.............." (Y/n) replied, as she moved a little closer to him. This the part of the job that she hated the most; but she had to make sure that she got enough of her spiked champagne into his glass. Enough to make sure that it would take its desired effect, long after they had all left the party. So, she had to do what she had to do.

"A pretty name, for a pretty thing. Tell me, I have seen you with Thomas Shelby all evening. Are you and he.................."

"Oh, I know lots of men like Tommy. Nice gentlemen that like to take care of me; that I like to take care of in return. I like to have fun, you see. I like to try new things, have new experiences. To learn what my gentlemen friends like, too, so I can give them whatever they want. Tommy and I enjoy some time together; but that does not mean that I am not willing to move on, if some other, finer gentleman came along. Someone that would treat me well, and I can show my appreciation for..........." (Y/n) explained, as she looked up into his eyes. Slowly licking her bright red painted lips, and batting her lashes, as she clinked her glass against the older man's; making sure that some more of her champagne made its way into his drink, before she brought her glass up to her lips, and pretended to drink. A small smile pulling at her lips, as he downed his drink in one gulp. It only a matter of time, now.

"Is that right........? Well............" He said, as he placed his hand of her cheek.

"I am sure that I can be a better friend to you than Shelby could ever be. That we could do a lot for one another......Here......." Edward continued, as reached into the inside pocket of his jacket, and pulled out a card and pen. (Y/n) watching as he scribbled something on the back of the small white piece of thick paper.

"If you are free tomorrow evening, perhaps you and I could talk about us becoming better acquainted. Say dinner? I keep this nice little place here for when business brings me to Birmingham, that would be perfect for an......intimate meeting. And, maybe, if you like it, it could be somewhere you would like to spend your time............." He added, before handing (Y/n) the card. (Y/n) smiling broadly, as she looked down at the address he had given her.

"I would enjoy that a great deal, Edward. And if I do like it, perhaps I will be able to show you my appreciation on return........." (Y/n) replied, as she bit down on her bottom lip. Making sure to show him a little more cleavage, as she pushed the card between her bosoms.

"Until tomorrow evening............." The Romany winking and allowing her hand to brush over his crotch, before she made her way back to where the Shelby brothers stood. Pouring what little was left of the poisoned champagne into one of the potted aspidistras, as she passed.

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"Well..........?" Tommy asked, as he handed her another drink.

"It's done. Though I now feel like I need to be scrubbed down with bleach and a yard brush." (Y/n) told the head of the family firm. A shudder making its way down her spine, as though back to being so close to the odious Edward, what she could feel his breath fan against her bare skin, and smell the overwhelming odour of his cologne, that she was sure she could still taste in the back of her throat.

"What did he say..............?"

"What I expected him to say. What all men like him, say. I led him to believe that you and I know one another well, and he told me that he could offer me more than you could. So, he invited me to an intimate dinner tomorrow night at a place he keeps here, for "business". And if I liked the place, I might be able to spend a little more time there. I would say it was a shame that Mister Walker won't live to see tomorrow; it's not often I get offered somewhere to live, for my attentions, but I would be lying." (Y/n) told him. Tommy turning to look at her. A small smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

"You did good............."

"Well, perhaps wait until you know that he is dead, before you heap such praise on me, Mister Shelby. Any more of this gushing admiration for my abilities, could make me blush. Now, may I suggest that we enjoy one or two more drinks and then make a discrete exit.........." The healer replied. Tommy nodding in agreement, before he, (Y/n) and his brothers made their way over to the bar.