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It was the grand opening of the newest club in the Shelby collection, it was their own club in London, one they did not steal or threaten to receive but instead one they legally owned so Thomas threw a huge opening party, bigger than the one the Garrison had ever seen.
You worked for Thomas, you were one of his secretaries, that's how you got to know the Shelby's and became a trusted member of the Peaky blinders.
You'd of course been invited to the party and had brought a date with you, he was a very handsome man, a traditional man who would provide you with a traditional life if you continued the relationship with him.
"Look at him," Michael said with a scowl. "Could she get a more boring man if she tried?" John smirked. "Jealousy really doesn't look good on you Mikey boy," he teased his cousin. "Jealous? Of him? As if!" Michael spat back a little too quickly.
"If it's bothering you that badly go and talk to her," Arthur said rolling his eyes. "With him stood beside her? No I'll pass." Michael said taking a sip of his drink.
"Come on John," Arthur and his brother stood up and walked over to you and your date. Michael looked horrified, what were they going to say?
"Hello Y/N," Arthur said loudly. "Hello boys," You smiled back. "And who's this?" John asked looking at your date. "This is Fredrick," you said, Fred put his hand forward to shake Johns but John pulled him close and put his arm around him.
"Well if he's the bloke who's porking you now let's get to know each other," John said pulling him away. You protested but Arthur smiled and assured you they'd take care of him.
Michael took his opportunity and walked over to you. He didn't say anything at first, just leaned over the bar and served himself another drink for courage.
"Hello Michael?" You said a little confused, you and him were rather close so it confused you why he ignored you. "Hi." He said quickly as he sipped his drink.
"Having fun?" He asked, you nodded and turned in the direction the boys had dragged your date off to. "Do you know where Michael and John have gone?" You asked making Michael frown. "Why? Worried about that bloke of yours?" It sounded nastier than he meant it too.
"What's with the attitude?" You asked with a frown. "What attitude?" He snapped back. "Hey if you've got a problem then air it!" Michael turned around and stormed off into the crowd.
You followed him into one of the storage rooms in the back, it was fairly large and rather empty. "What's your problem Michael?" You asked as you slammed the door behind you.
"Why him?" He snapped back. "What's wrong with him?" You matched his anger. "He's so- plain! So boring!" He replied. "So? It doesn't concern you!" Michael was getting annoyed with you for defending him.
"You think he can make you happy?" You shrugged. "You think he can excite you? Give you the life you want?" You frowned. "What does that have to do with you Michael?"
You were yelling at each other at this point. "Because I can! I can make you happy, give you what you want- the life you want!" You were seething with anger but you didn't really know why. "And what else can you give me that he can't huh?" You yelled back. "I know you Y/N! I can give you a thousand things that he never could, love, happiness! Pleasure!"
You were both breathing ragged from all the yelling and before you knew it Michael had pinned you to the wall, his lips working hungrily against yours. The anger you were harbouring soon turned into explosions in your stomach, excitement running though your body.
You ran your hands through Michaels hair, settling them around his neck as his hands worked their way around your body. Before you knew it you were practically ripping his shirt open, the buttons scattering across the room.
He picked you up and placed you onto a few stacked crates, pulling your dress up as he did so. You unbuttoned his trousers and pulled him close as he entered you.
Both of you gasping momentarily before he picked up his pace and thrust into you. You clung to him as he squeezed your thighs, nipping at your neck.
You understood what Michael meant, he knew you did not want such a mundane life with Fredrick, you wanted what Michael and only Michael could give you, Wild Love, the kind that never slows down.
It was what you really wanted all along and Michael was more than willing to give it to you. Luckily the party was in full swing and the music was loud so nobody could hear what you and Michael were getting up to.
