It was a spacious but dusty old warehouse. Bustling with noise and filled with workers.
It smelt like piss in here but I wasn't sure if it was just the warehouse or the workers.
My thoughts must have been apparent on my face for Selina smiled exposing her dimples.
"You'll get used to the smell" she stated aloud as she led me farther into the place.
" No no no, you can't fucking do that around here! It's bad for bloody business"
"Alfie, you have company. Try not to be a brute"
" Ah, the notorious Thomas Shelby"
" Alfie Solomons, I've heard a lot about you"
" Likewise, you made quite the impression on my Selina" Alfie stated as he took Selina's small face into his big rough hands.
She smirked slightly revealing a dimple on her right cheek. He brush his thick and calloused finger down her lips before he kissed her left cheek.
" To my office then" Alfie announced as he led us onto our next destination.
We entered a shabby back area with poor lighting and a weathered desk and accompanying chairs. We took our seats and began discussing business.
It was an engaging conversation but I found myself...distracted by Selina.
She sat on top of a tattered wooden crate that put her higher behind Alfie.
I watched as her arms traveled around Aflie as her eyes diverted from his strong neck to me. A sultry smile appeared as her eyes continue to draw me closer but I had to fight the urge...fight her temptation that could be nothing but trouble.
But I like trouble.
"Shelby, you with me?"
" Why wouldn't I be? I should be asking if you're with me"
His laugh bellowed throughout the whole factory.
" Oh, my naughty naughty Selina can be a very pleasant distraction but I'm with you, good sir"
Alfie held her hand as he led her to of the crate and to the right of him. She locked eyes with me, never diverting with each step before she placed herself on his desk.
" Right, well let's continue then"
" Excellent, you will be hearing from me or Selina soon about our...arrangement"
"I'll be looking forward to it"
A slight hum of approval came from Alfie before he spoke again.
"How was the party?"
"Lively"
" Did you fucking piss them off?"
"They flipped over a table"
" Just one? Fucking idiots, I would've fucked things up a bit more. Italians"
"Right, well a pleasure but I have business to attend to"
" Right...well, we'll be talking, Shelby"
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Without Asking| Peaky Blinders| BWWM
FanfictionIt's been a year since Grace died and Thomas Shelby is finally getting back on his feet until Selina Rosell knocks him back down. She's a manipulative and powerful woman with men backing up her every move. She's made a name for herself in the dusty...
