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"Maryanne, come quick!" Amintore shouted for her to come to help Tommy. "Tommy, you alright?" Maryanne asked. "Darling, the Salvotores wanted to torture you for a challenge." Tommy said. "They what?" Maryanne asked. "Same thing I was wondering as to why they would do such a fuckign awful thing to someone as lovley and beautiful as you." Tommy said to her kissing her lips. Amintore looked at them. "Mr. Shelby, you are attached to her." he told him. "Amintore, I would fucking take a bullet for her, if that was the only thing left, I would burn this fucking world down, for her to feel comfortable walking." Tommy said. Amintore gazed out of the window of the house bigger than a horse stable. "You know, there is something about me, I never had stated to anyone." Amintore said. "What is that?" Tommy asked. "I lost my wife, in a fire." Amintore said. "In a fire?" Maryanne asked, lighting a cigarette. "Aye."Amintore said. Tommy sat on the couch, closing his eyes. Amintore knocked on the door. "Mrs. Shelby?" Amintore asked. "It's Amintore, Tommy needs you." Amintore said. "Coming Amintore thank you for the informative statment." Maryanne said, as she put on her nightgown on. "Where is he?" Maryanne asked. "In the living room." Amintore said. "Okay, I see him." Maryanne said, as she ran to Tommy. "Darling, you're awake." Tommy said. "You needed me to keep you company." Maryanne said, as he cuddled Tommy in her arms, he curled up next to her, as she rubbed his back. Tommy looked at her, he held her in his arms, caressing her arm. "Darling, what the Salvotore brothers wanted to do to you, they wanted to torture you in order to have us be accepted in the famila." Tommy said. Maryanne was in shock, that they wanted to hurt Tommy's only wife. "Darling, you have no idea how much I adore you and love you." Tommy said, looking at him, kissing her hands. "Darling, you have nothing to fear, I'm here, nothing will never happen to you, when you're with me." Tommy said to her, kissing her lips, pulling her closer to him. Tommy kisses her breast, rubbing her shoulder. The next morning, autumnal weather came around, the nights were colder, the days were shorter. Maryanne had a new outfit, she wanted to wear to the meeting. Maryanne took a shower to be ready.
Tommy was in the other bathroom, getting ready, and acttrative for Maryanne. Once Tommy was coming to see his wife. "You ready my darling." Tommy asked, as he saw his wife, in her new outfit. "Aye." Maryanne said. "My darling, you look lovely." Tommy said to her, locking his arms around her waist, interlocking his arm around hers. "Let's go darling." Tommy said, as he got into his car. "We need to meet with Amintore, he needs us for certain statements." Tommy said to he latched around his hand wit his hand.
Once at the meeting, Maryanne got out of the car,
Tommy helped her of car. "Darling, you're causing a scene, people are staring at you, as if they want to take you from me." Tommy said to her, dawning his coat on her shoulders. "Let's go darling." Tommy said, holding her hand.
"Mr. and Mrs. Shelby, what a pleasant surprise." Balaitzere said, coming up to them. "Mr, Balaitzere, wonderful to see you, this is my wife Maryanne Shelby." Tommy said to him. "Amorina de corazone." Balaitzere said, bowing down to her in her presence. Tommy pulled her closer to him. "Balaitzere, never place your hands on my wife." Tommy said, placing her hand in his. Maryanne held him closer to her. "Darling, if he gets near you again, I will shoot him, you just let me know, what he told you and he is a dead man." Tommy said to her, kissing lips. Balaterzere came back, Tommy was talking to someone, about the business abot the Gin Distillery. "Mrs. Shelby, you have the most brightest of eyes, oh what I would give to fuck you right now, in front of your beloved husband." Balaiterzere said, stroking her leg. Tommy saw what he tried to do.
"Get your fucking hands off my wife!" Tommy shouted. Maryanne ran to her husband. "Darling, come with me." Tommy said to her, as she latched onto his neck. "Darling, did he hurt you?" Tommy asked, looking at her body, make sure she was not injured. "Darling, step back." Tommy said, grabbing his gun from his gunsling, shooting the man who voilated his wife. The man fall dead. "Tommy, you protected me from him." Maryanne said. "My darling dove, I had no other choice." Tommy said, stroking her face. "Darling, come with me." Tommy said, as he went to the door. Amintore came over. "What happened in there place?" he asked. "Killed a man." Tommy said. "What be the reason you killed?"
"Touched my wife, while I was conversing with a man, about the Gin Distillery." Tommy said, as he sat Maryanne on his lap. "Darling, you alright?" Tommy asked. "Aye." Maryanne said to him, holding his hand in hers. "What happened to Balaterzere?" Aminitore asked. "I shot him for touching my wife." Tommy said to him, as he wrapped his arms around her, lifting her up in his arms. "She truly belongs to you Mr. Shelby." Amintore said. "Aye, she does, she's all mine." Tommy said, lightly kissing her neck. "We have no time to waste Mrs Shelby, we must find the rest of lurkers of the Italian mafia, and kill them, one by one. Maryanne then looked at Tommy, as she could read his mind. "Darling, ypu can through my mind?" Tommy asked, kneeling down to her level. "Aye." Maryanne said to him, gazing tinto his eyes. "What is she doing Mr. Shelby?" asked Amintore. "She's seeing through my mind, she has a way to saying her words when she is a deep thought of mind." Tommy said. "Has she done this in her past?" he asked. "No, not until now. I know what she is saying, I'd rather not say it, would'nt want to harm her and her will for us both." Tommy said. "What be her will?" Amintore asked. "Darling, may I say your will for us?" Tommy asked. "Yes." Maryanne said, touching his face. "Her will for us, to live forever, without anyone of dying again, to live forever, with our hearts as one, due with our love and my cherishment for my wife." Tommy said, gazing into her eyes.
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The Mafia and his angels
RomanceTommy Shelby fells in love with a girl he met at a pub~ she then becomes his properity.