There were now only echoes of the intimate dealings from before. The airy moans and heavy grunts bounced off the walls like a faint whisper of a beautiful melody. The moon and stars as our witnesses to our divine connection that will change us forever in ways we never thought possible.
I could hear his heartbeat at a steady pace as I rested my head on his chest and Tommy played with my unruly curls that adorned my head. We laid in silence, watching the moon and stars, enjoying the breeze that cooled down our warm naked bodies.
" I didn't think it was possible to love again after Grace. I would sleep with others to fill the void, but you—you're different"
" What's so different about me? Is it my complexion?" She teased sporting a wining smile exposing the divers in her cheeks.
" No, of course not. You created a whole new feeling"
" That's been scary, I would imagine"
"I was scared to admit my feelings since it's dangerous to have them in this line of work"
" Is that how Grace died?"
" Yes—on our fucking wedding day"
" I'm so sorry"
" It's been over a year now, there's nothing to be sorry for. It's I who should be. I couldn't protect her when she needed me most"
" We tend to blame ourselves for things we can't control"
" If only I wasn't so stupid by working with the Russians"
"We make mistakes, it does us no good to dwell on our failures. Doing so will prohibit us from gaining our success"
" Pretty and smart"
" I would like to think so"
" So, tell me how a girl like you becomes a gangster?" I asked as I played with her hair.
She looked down as if to avoid the question. I grabbed her chin and gently lifted her eyes to meet mine.
" You can tell me" I assured her.
" It was never my plan to be a gangster. My father was—a man of high class, a politician. He fell in love with my mother and had me. Not long after I was born, he left to please his parents and married another woman"
"It didn't take him long to come back. Then my sister, Adele, was born. My mother was given money to take care of us. We were my father's dirty little secret. When I turned sixteen my father died. My mother didn't handle his death well and she died months later. Since then I took care of my sister. We did our best to survive and I never even once thought about being a prostitute, I'm too proud." She explained.
" That's understandable"
" I was 19 when Kimber took notice of me, I was working in a bar at that time. He acted like any drunk man would when they see a pretty girl. When I refused, he got angry. He had men follow me and send me things to win me over. I left my job and left for London. While I was there I was confronted by a drunken man who got a bit rough with me. He—he tried to—he had ill and perverted intentions. Alfie saved me and I've been with him ever since"
"I'm sorry, Selina. These bloody streets are unfortunately far from safe more often than not"
"Which is why I sent Adele away to America. I couldn't have done it without Alfie—he's saved my life more than once" Selina affirmed as she sat up and stretched her arms in the air.
Her back contorted and her raven curls shifted as she moved her pristine body. The body that I had the pleasure of taking over.
" Do you love him?" I questioned.
She glanced back at me as I watch her face distort from her thoughts hard at work.
" I thought I did—but I fail to believe that I've ever been acquainted with love—only lust"
"I'd say it's about time you feel something other than that"
She smirked once again as she crawled on top of me, our body's once again making bare contact.
" We'll you're a charming start"
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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...