𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜 | 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐲 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬

Alfie Solomons - 'Criminal' by Britney Spears

You had started working for Alfie almost 6 months ago. The lure and dangerous buzz of working for a gangster egged you to endure your best work. You were entranced, high on the way he made you feel, the way breaking the law felt. Alfie loved you, he told you that he loved you more than anything.

You couldn't help the way you felt about him, it wasn't supposed to happen. You weren't supposed to fall deeply in love with him, and him the same with you. It just happened. Your parents disowned you completely after warning you constantly of the dangers dating a man such like Alfie Solomon would come with, but you pushed them aside. They didn't know what you two had, they had no idea what comes to life when you two are together.

When you first started working for him, you knew it wasn't a good idea. You had always been for dangerous ideas. After all, all the best memories come from bad ideas, but for you, even you knew this wasn't smart. The rush and the way he made you feel, the way he touched you and spoke to you dissolved the guilt and fear of being with someone like him.

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You were striding down the corridor to Alfie's office as you had just come back from Scotland, making strong relations with powerful people. Your heels clicked together and echoed against the scabby painted walls, all the men stopped working and cleared the corridor all the way to Alfie's office.

Once you had reached his office, strong Birmingham accents bellowed from inside, striking a curiosity inside you. Alfie hadn't told you that he was making deals with Brummies, this only made you want to tease and interrupt his meeting. Ollie, who was standing outside wasn't even going to protest, you were a woman with a mission, a clever dangerous woman at that.

"Y/N, he's busy." Ollie protested shyly as you reached for the door handle, stopping in midair to answer him. "I know. That's why I'm going in there." You cocked you head to the side and smirked before clutching the door handle and pushing the door open.

The talk stopped, the man who Alfie was talking to shot his gaze up to you and checked you out. You smirked down at him and checked him out in return to wind Alfie up. If he wasn't going to inform you of this meeting, than you would tease him until he was sorry.

"Sorry to interrupt, how rude of me. Y/N Y/L/N." You smiled slyly, extending you hand across to the man with piercingly blue eyes and a set of high cheekbones who was now standing up. He was a little bit shorter than you, but still strongly built. "Tommy. Thomas Shelby." He smiled and engulfed his hand into yours, shaking it softly as your eyes met.

"Y/N, love! How was Scotland?" Alfie announced, clearly uncomfortable with the communication you had going with Tommy. You pulled your gaze away from Tommy with a grin and let it gracefully land on an on edge Alfie Solomon. The sight alone made you want to burst out laughing but if you wanted to win this game, you needed to keep your cool. "Very well. Thought I'd come in and see you. You clearly have visitors, perhaps I'll stay." You replied, raising your brow as he resisted the urge to kiss you deeply. You stepped elegantly to a chair perked in the corner of the room and sat down, your legs facing Alfie's as you crossed them. Alfie gulped harshly at the sight of your confidence and nodded back to Tommy, the conversation erupting once more.

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By the time the dealing had come to an end, Alfie couldn't concentrate, he wanted your lips on his, he needed to have you in his arms after two weeks away.

"Thank you, Mr Shelby. Lovely to meet you, perhaps we'll see you again." You inquired at the door as you watched Tommy walk back down the corridor and out of the building, Alfie's hand on the small of your back pulling you over to his desk.

You gracefully hopped onto the desk and wrapped your legs around Alfie's waist, pulling him to stand in between your legs. "Hmm, you didn't tell me that you're making deals with the Brummies." You insisted, your tone laced with tease. "I'm sorry." Alfie replied, his head dropping slightly. You hummed in response and transported your hand to the nape of his neck, rubbing it softly before leaning up to him. "Perhaps you can make it up to me tonight." You whispered against his lips before you sealed the deal in a long awaited kiss.

Constructive criticism is welcome! Thank you for reading, hope you enjoyed it! I am definitely going to start writing more Alfie Solomon imagines, he's such a great character!

Have a lovely day, my lovelies! ❤️
- BubbleBaby893