Darkromance / Age Gap ____ Was für ein Leben lebst du, wenn nichts was du tust, eine Rolle spielt? Was ist, wenn deine Eltern Geheimnisse haben... Geheimnisse über die Vergangenheit, wegen der du keine Freiheit, keine Antworten und auch keine Jugend hast? Ständige Kontrolle... Ständige Verbote... Dazu noch ein Zwillingsbruder, der das Herz deiner Mutter ist. Doch wo bleibst du? Tja, du wirst so richtig Scheiße bauen, auf der Suche nach Aufmerksamkeit und Antworten... Wer dich dabei immer wieder aus Scheiße zieht? Dein Bodyguard... _____ Cover by @kailee_vinter

"Luci I wanted to-" "Don't f*cking call me that," Lucifer interrupted, speaking in a monotonous voice, whilst staring intently at the marbled floor beneath his feat. "It suits you though!" Dior defended in a giggly tone, but his expression did not change. "I said don't f*cking call me that." "You can even give me a silly nickname if you'd like," she proposed. Silence "Eh, you'll learn to love me one day." Little did she know, he already did. ------------------------------------------------ After the kidnapping and torturing of Dior Delilah Hamilton, the only daughter of the biggest mob boss in New York, Dante Hamilton, her father had no choice but to hire a full-time bodyguard for her, otherwise known as : Lucifer Alistair. Dior Delilah Hamilton Despite how the world has treated her, the contagious smile on her face never faltered. Bringing joy to those around her was her addiction, and the innocent aura surrounding her can never go unnoticed. With 3 older brothers, and a mafia man for a father, she was protected beyond belief. Or so they thought... Lucifer Alistair. His name itself causes the strongest of men to shiver in their boots. And boy did he live up to his name. He'd been let down all his life and learnt to never expect anything from anyone, because everyone will leave you in the end. His mind was set. He was to be a lone wolf til his last breath. Broken, misunderstood, heartless, soulless even, Lucifer could not be fixed. That was until Dior slithered her way into his shattered heart, and vowed to make it whole again. ---------------------------------- I don't own any pictures used in this story All rights reserved, do not copy my work

𝙱𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚞𝚙 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢, 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 18. 𝙰𝚜 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚗 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍, 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢 𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙱𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝙰𝚛𝚖𝚢. 𝚂𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚜𝚘, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚄𝚂 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚘𝚙𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝚃𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚊 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚝. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑. 𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎. 𝙽𝚘𝚠, 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚖, 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚝𝚘 𝙼𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚌𝚘 𝚝𝚘 𝚓𝚘𝚒𝚗 𝚃𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝙵𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎 141, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚏𝚝

❝ i was 18 tommy, what was i supposed to do? ❞ ❝ stay. ❞ ▲ [ peaky blinders season 1 ]