We stared at each other while we locked gazes, stars in his eyes and a red, bright glow on my face of maybe the lack of air or maybe the blushing. I couldn't care less. Our hands locked together again and we both smiled at each other as his forehead leaned against mine. It was a delightful feeling we both shared before we stepped onto the balcony together and stared into the night. My head leaning safely against his shoulder and his hand on my hip with the moonlight beautifully lighting up the man.
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It was night 3 of sharing a night with Alfie and I actually felt really comfortable around the man. Of course he was a little bit, how other people would say it, crazy, though, I now believe he is just putting up a show for the public's eye. That didn't mean he wasn't crazy, just, he was more caring and smarter than he shows in public and he didn't have such a short temper as he normally acted. I noticed the night that he kissed me, that I was falling hard for him. I was still slightly afraid of how the Shelby's would react, but they didn't have to know right away, besides I had my own life and was a grown up woman.
I stepped out of the shower and dried myself when out of a sudden Alfie walked in and grabbed a glass of water, not even paying attention to me. I smiled and wrapped a towel around my body before pulling Alfie into a hug from behind.
"Sorry love, didn't see ya in here."
"You see me now."
"Right...in the mood?-.... for breakfast, mmm?"
"I thought you were gonna-.."
"I was, I was, but now I was thinking about breakfast."
Smirking, he turned around kissing my forehead before stepping out of the bathroom, closing it softly behind it before yelling at me to ask what I wanted for breakfast. I never knew that a famous gangster could cook, but yet here we were, Alfie going to prepare breakfast. I smiled to myself again and brushed my hair before walking to the bedroom to get my clothing for the day. When I was dressed I walked out and finally found my way to the kitchen Alfie was standing in. It didn't smell like something was burned yet, the opposite even, I couldn't resist the good smell that came from the breakfast.
"Sit down, Rio."
I stared at Alfie and he quickly added a please to the end of his sentence which made me chuckle. Without saying anything he sat down as well and placed the plates before ourselves. He laughed at me when I was staring at my food like I was going to kill it and my hunger started to build up as I looked up at Alfie before taking a bite of my bread with beacon.
"Alfie, you know Arthur is visiting the 'bakery this evening'?"
"I am aware of this information, yes."
"You know they will ask for me to help them."
"I am aware of that as well, and I know you can fight so that won't be a problem. Though, will you leave to Birmingham when the jobs done? M-mm?"
"I don't know if they need me afterwards, though, what I really want is to stay here with you."
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"Mr. Shelby."
"Billy Boy. Rioney Gray."
"Watch it."
A cop approached Arthur and Billy as I sat on the other side on a container and he demanded money from Arthur to not tell anyone about the conspiracy we were having. Though, he kept standing beside Arthur and I shook my head at the cop.
"Now, follow the road fast before ya don't return home."
The cop stared at me before quickly, with big steps, walking away from our group. And as fast as we possible could, we went towards The Eden Club owned by the Italian gang Lord Darby Sabini who had invited me this night. Though, Arthur lost the way because of his cocaine habit getting out of control which let us to the business we were going to deal with now instead of enjoying the party that was being held. We needed the guards standing at the outside doors to have their eyes on me instead of the group mixed with Peaky Blinders and Billy's men so I did what I had to do and started to brag about who I was even though I hated to brag about myself.
"RIGHT, BOYS. LET'S GO!!"
I winked at the guards and they didn't even noticed anything happening inside, leaving them standing outside while gossiping about me. People were shouting and screaming in the background and woman were praying to their own gods while our boys were beating the hell out of the guests. John somehow looked worried and afraid, but not because of the fighting, but because of Arthur's cocaine addiction which Arthur was denying about all the time. When I looked at the right of me I saw that Billy on the other hand was into a fight today.
I grabbed my knife bounded on my thigh and threw with all my force into the head of a guest who was attacking Arthur. He nodded at me before I used my hidden blades on my wrists, it was a blade created so that it can be discreetly extended or retracted from a bracer or gauntlet. Fast, I grabbed a man from behind without him knowing what happened and before he could get into action I slid his throat. Two other man approached me who I grabbed by the hair smashing their heads into each other and threw another guest into a table while Arthur slowly walked towards a specific man he was seeking.
"Fuck you!" Arthur stumbled towards the group of visitors and they all backed off while he started yelling again. "MARIO! MARIO!!!"
The coward of a man ran away and tried to get away only to be stopped by me who had caught up with him by climbing a marble pole.
"Mario, I should turn around."
With fear in his eyes he looked at the blood covering my clothing and my blades and weapons, he didn't had much choice and he knew that as well which made him turn around, but only to receive a glass smashed into his head. Arthur grabbed Mario by the hair and ruined Mario's face with all kinds of glass on the bar.
"Sabini's day is done. I'll protect you know. O shut up. Stop fucking whinging. Due to my razor blade and a few complaints from the neighbors about the terrible fucking music... you want to tell them or should I? This place is under new management. By order of the Peaky Blinders!"
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FanfictionEverywhere people would go they would be told stories about an assassin roaming the streets of London under the name Rioney Sicarius. A ghost, a shadow, a demon, waiting for people to offer money in return for killing those who were needed to be kil...