Luca Changretta had made contact that he had arrived in the late afternoon on a Tuesday. The Vanslow's were informed that Luca had spoken to Tommy in person, so Tommy should be strategising soon with them, once the plan was set in stone they would be in contact.
Tommy had been waiting a good half hour before Steph walked through the door and into his office, leaning on the back of a chair with her arm. Tommy looked at his watch and then looked up at her, noticing a big grin plastered on her face. "You're late." He stated.
Steph's head flew back in laughter. Tommy raised an eyebrow but she was too busy laughing to notice.
"What?" He asked laughing a little.
Steph sat down and flung her bag onto the desk.
"You'll never guess what." she smiled.
That smile. Tommy couldn't help but be whisked away into a quick daydream of the things he wanted to do to that girl. "What?" He asked quickly, not sure how long he was dreaming for.
Steph sniggered. "I'm coming through the front door and they are like 'Miss Vanslow? A parcel was delivered here. It has your name on it.' So I'm like ok pass it here, thinking it was going to be some tiny thing. They pull out some great bloody crate." Steph cracked up before she could get the rest out.
Tommy had a confused smile on his face. He was urging to know who had brought her such a big parcel. He waited, rather impatiently for Steph to finish laughing.
She inhaled and exhaled, focusing on her breathing to concentrate on her story. "So I pulled off the note and asked them to take it back to my house. But guess who it's from." she said.
Tommy's eyes searched hers, feeling rather jealous. "I don't know." He said quite bluntly.
Steph smiled. "Alright I'll tell you. Luca fucking Changretta." She burst out laughing again. But Tommy did not. He just stared at her straight.
A small part of Luca's plan was to distract Tommy. Steph was already a big enough distraction, and if Tommy thought that Luca was in competition with him, for Steph, he would be an even easier target.
"That could contain bombs." Tommy spat.
Her smile faltered. "Can't you be happy for me Mr Shelby? I have seduced another man and I haven't even met him." She snorted at the end. Tommy's face was stone and Steph had picked up on it. She picked up some paper and scrunched it up. "Oh cheer up wanker." She said throwing at him.
He looked at her for a minute as the paper hit the side of his cheek. He exhaled and lit up a cigarette. "Let's talk business then."
Steph tutted her teeth and playfully rolled her eyes. "Alright. Go on then."
Tommy smirked at the words which were about to come out of his mouth. "We should dine again. Later this time. Late evening." He suggested. "We can drink and follow where the night takes us." He proposed.
Confusion wiped across Steph's face, which then turned blank after a moment. She had realised something. "I'm here to work with you Mr Shelby. Not so you can shove your cock inside me." She scoffed.
Although they had been the words which exited her mouth. That was not what she was thinking at all. She was glad that Tommy had wanted to see her for dinner, and despite the fact there was a tiny part of her which would have wanted to. Her ego was one hell of a drug.
"Oh. Okay." He said looking rather hurt. Steph knew it was what she had to do. If Tommy got everything he wanted with her than he wouldn't love her, he wouldn't fall under her thumb. She had to give him a taste of her every once in a while. "Now onto the real business then." He said.
He pushed over a picture of Luca'a family. Which Steph had already seen, of course. Tommy pointed out which one were his blood and showed an enlarged picture of Luca, but Steph already knew. Of course.
"The plan is," he breathed out, pausing for a moment. "The plan is.." he tried again. Tommy sighed. "Alright I don't have a fucking plan." He admitted.
Steph cleared her throat. "Come back to me when you've done something productive." Steph said standing to leave.
"No." Tommy shouted instinctively. Steph turned around. She waited until Tommy said something, but he didn't, so she left.
Steph rushed home to the wagon which her father was sitting in, working on papers. Steph placed down her bag. "There's no plan yet on Tommy's side but I think we should get Luca to get in contact with miss Ross." Steph suggested.
"Who's that?" James asked, continuing with his work.
"Tommy's brother killed her son. I think it'll be a good plan." She said. James nodded his head slowly.
"I'll contact him later. I'll meet him at the place he is staying in alright? Thomas will have all eyes and ears on you darling." He said. Steph chucked a little before leaving the wagon.
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Destruction || Peaky Blinders
Fanfiction"You are too beautiful for your own good. That's why you destroy everything you touch." There was one thing you were told if you were in a known gang in England. Beware of Steph Vanslow.
