The Mafia and his angels

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The night, Maryanne was in the bedroom, Tommy was looking at her. "My darling, you're so lovely." Tommy said, as he walked over to the bed. Maryanne looked at him. "I'm elated that Polly came over and talked with us." Tommy said. "I'm elated at well." Maryanne said, as she out put a bow in her hair, the bow was made by Ada. Arthur came to their place. "Tommy, lad!" Arthur said, as Tommy opened the door. "Aruthr, my brother." Tommy said, as he hugged his brother. "How's your wife?" Arthur asked. "She's well." Tommy said, as Maryanne walked down the steps. "Maryanne, you look well." Arthur said. "Thank you Arthur, you look healthy." Maryanne said. Tommy chuckled. Maryanne was looking at Tommy. "Darling, you are so lovely." Tommy said to her, kissing her lips. That night, Tommy and Maryanne made love that night.
Something changed in both of them. Maryanne become more submissive, Tommy become more dominate, towards her, to protect her. To keep what was his, safe, from all of the oddly minded men roaming and wondering the streets of Birmingham. Tommy went to the restroom, where he noticed a change in him. Maryanne noticed it as well, she saw a change in her husband, Tommy would never hurt Maryanne, with his new change, but he knew it was time for one. "Tommy, you feeling alright?" Maryanne asked. "Aye darling, look at me, I want to know this. I will protect you from every man walking the fucking street of Birmingham, I know one of them, one day will fucking take what belongs to me." Tommy said. Maryanne looked at him. "You mean that Tommy?" Maryanne asked, as he pulled her by her waist, gripped her hands in his. "Darling, when have I never meant anything I've told you?" Tommy asked, in a cold soft tone. "You always mean what you say." Maryanne said. "Good darling, you're so important to me." Tommy said, kissing her lips.
That night, Maryanne laid on Tommy's chest. "There you are darling of mine." Tommy said, kissing her neck, down to her back. The next morning, Ada stopped by. "Anyone there?" Ada asked. "Ada, hello." Maryanne said, as she embraced Ada. "How you and Tommy?" Ada asked. "We're very well." Maryanne said. "I'm glad to hear that." Ada said. Maryanne laughed. Tommy walked down the stairs of their house. "Hello Ada, was not expecting you to drop by." Tommy said. Maryanne looked at him, giggled quietly. "Maryanne, I was at a dress shop, saw this lovely black dress." Ada said, as she pulled out a small present box. Maryanne opened the black dress. "Ada, this is so beautiful." Maryanne said, as she placed the dress against her chest. "Tommy, how I look?" Maryanne asked. "Tommy, you look lovely." Tommy said. Ada smiled at her brother and his wife. "Tommy, the way Maryanne, looks at you, is much deeper." Ada said. Tommy looked at her, smiling. "Go try it on." Ada said. "Okay." Maryanne said, walking to the bedroom to try on the dress.
"Ada, thank you, fro all of this." Tommy said. "Tommy, all I wanted was to give you a better place to live, but still be able to do what you do." Ada said. Just then, Maryanne came out of the bedroom, and stood at the top of the stairs. "How do I look?" Maryanne asked, as she walked down the stairs. "Darling, you look so lovely." Tommy said, kissing her hand. Ada smiled. "Tommy, you truly are her prince." Ada said. Tommy looked at her. "She's my princess, as I am her prince." Tommy said.
The next morning, Tommy was out and about.
Maryanne was walking in the town, when she ran into her biological father and mother!
"Parde, marde, what are you doing here?"
"We heard you got into the mafia."
"Yes." Maryanne said.
"When you had someone for you, who was not in the mafia."
"Parde, I love Tommy Shelby."
"Tommy? Shelby?"
"Aye."
"You can't stop me, from loving the ONE I love."
"You never came to me when I was dying!"
"Tommy did!" Maryanne screamed. Tommy heard her yelling and screaming angerly, at her parents.
"Darling, what's the matter? What the hell are they doing here?" Tommy asked her, wrapping her in his arms, protecting what belongs to him. "They want me to leave you and go back to New York, with them. Tommy I can't. I can't fucking leave you." Maryanne wimpered, cradling his hand in his. "Darling, I will make sure, you have nothing with them anymore, I make them suffer and quiver, when they see the bloody sheets." Tommy said. "You will?" Maryanne asked. "Yes my darling. I will make sure, they are not associated with you anymore." Tommy said. Maryanne looked at him.
Victore Castellano grabbed his gun.
Tommy grabbed his gun, Maryanne went behind Tommy. "You shoot her, you kill pay! Drop your weapon." Tommy said. Maryanne looked at him. That night, Tommy kidnaps her parents.
They woke up, tied up, with a rope in their mouths, Tommy slow tortures the mother first.
Aggressivly beating her and burning her with a cigarette. Tommy then grabbed a 1930's Mamomer Knife to cut each invidual finger off, saving her thumbs for last. Maryanne just watched her mafia husband do the drity bloody work.
Then Tommy cut her mother's thumbs off! With one slice. She bled out, slowly dying, Tommy saw her slow death, he then shot her inside of her vignal area, to kill her instantly.
Tommy then went to her father. "Well we meet again Castellano!" Tommy shouted. Victore looked up.
"What? Mr. Shelby please don't I beg for mercy." Victore said. "You have no reason, to abuse my fucking wife the way you did when were young lads." Tommy said, getting the gun ready.
With a knife in one hand, a torch of fire in the other hand, ready to attack to kill.
"Tommy, I never meant to do that." Victore said.
"BULL" Tommy yelled, slapping him.
"You tried to murder her, and keep away from us! When you know when someone dies we will know from the start." Tommy said. Tommy the grabs the knife, to clean it,to have it ready next. Tommy then began SKINNING Victore alive! With the screams of pain, Tommy never made a flinching move, with the blood splattered all over the place. While he lay on the floor like a dying prey, Tommy got the penis, skinned it and chopped it off, shoved it into his month, but he manged to survives.
Tommy then warns, if he attemps to take Maryanne away from him again, he will shoot him.
"If you go near her, you're a fucking dead man." Tommy said. "Mr. Shelby, please let talk to my daughter." Victore said. "Aye, don't touch her." Tommy warns.
They talk. "Maryanne, you know why I did not want you with him?" he asked. "Dad, no need to tell me. I'm with him now too fucking late." Maryanne said, as she walked away.
Weeks go on: Tommy and Maryanne plan to move, to Chicago. Tommy has a penthouse in Chicago. "Darling, I have another mafia side family, and you my darling, will be the main atttraction." Tommy said. Maryanne cracked a smirking grin, that drives Tommy wild. "Aye." Maryanne said. Tommy gazed into her eyes. That night, they packed for Chicago. "Ready, darling?" Tommy asked. Maryanne nodded. "Aye." Tommy said, they did not need to bring a whole lot, Tommy had a full closet of clothes in his master king bedroom.
Once in Chicago, Tommy met up with Amintore an Irish\Italian. "Tommy Shelby, been a lot while since we done business." he said. "Aye it has, been a long fucking time." Tommy said. "Who is this lovely lady with you?" Amintore asked. "This is my wife. Maryanne Shelby Grant." Tommy said. "Bellisma." Amintore said. "Fucking watch it." Tommy said, snarling. Amintore looked at him. "Que Coza?" Amintore asked. Tommy wrapped her in arms, covering her face with his jacket.
Once the penthouse, Maryanne saw how big his house was. "You need a new mafia name."
Tommy said. Looking deep into her eyes, caressing her face. "What type of name?" Maryanne asked. "Angel eyes." Tommy said, as he caressed her hair. The side mafia Tommy was in was called The Pistols. Then, there a servant. "Mrs. Shelby. I've come to help you get dressed." Alaura said. "Oh." Maryanne said. Alaura opens the closest doors, and Alaura pulled out a bloody red dress. "How about this red dress?" Alarua asked. "It's perfect." Maryanne said. Alaura helped Maryanne get dressed. "Here are your shoes." Alarua said. "Thank you." Maryanne said.
Once Maryanne had her new outfit, Tommy saw her, her firey blood red dress, her dark shoes. "Darling, you look lovely." Tommy said.
Maryanne had her hair down, with a small braid on the side.
"Darling you are so beautiful." Tommy said. Maryanne dawned on a blazer to complete her outfit.
"Let's go darling, we have a rivaly meeting, and there is going to be a lot of men, who love to stare and gawk at women, you could be targeted darling." Tommy said. "Is that a bad thing?" She asked. "Darling, it's the rule of the mafia." Tommy said, kissing her hand. "Tommy, I'm nervous." Maryanne said. "Don't be darling, you're safe with me, I will not let those men, stare and gawk at you, for the wrong reasons, that's their intent darling, to gawk and sabotoge women." Tommy said to her, locking her hand in his. Maryanne grabs her gun, handing to Tommy's car.
"When did you get this car?" Maryanne asked, looking at the new car. "I killed someone for it." Tommy said. "You did what?" Maryanne asked. "Aye." Tommy said, opening the door. "It's beautiful though, but I can't believe you stole it." Maryanne said. "Darling, I want you to know this: I've claimed you." Tommy said. Maryanne sat back in the seat of the car, glancing at her husband. Smiling a smirking grin, from her ear to the heart.