your basically a sugar baby to the Thomas Shelby himself. One night in the 1920s, you and Thomas had a disagreement and you argued back and forth between he was getting too comfortable with asking for more pleasure but not giving payment for the extra time with him. You told him you’ll just got find another man if you didn’t get the right balance of payment you needed as well…this was your job after all. Tom didn’t like that. He didn’t like the thought of you with any other man, there greedy hands on your beautiful body, their money you’ll take from them…it wasn’t going to happen, not with Thomas. Not with a Shelby.

You were arguing in his grand bedroom in the Shelby mansion.

When you spoke of going to another man instead of him to be your sugar daddy, he flipped a switch.

“You what?” He asked in a stern and firm voice as you could practically see the rage underneath those blue eyes.

You sighed softly and said back “…you know what i said Thomas, we made an agreement and I need to get the money for the extra time and gave you and with the sex I’ve given you as well lately…I’m sure it wouldn’t be so hard to find-“ you said before he cut you off by slamming his fist down against the bed side desk in frustration and spoke back in enraged and firm eyes “don’t-…don’t ya fuckin dare say that…your mine and I’ll give you anything you need but I swear to fuckin god if you go to another man to fill your pocket and pleasure, I’ll have the man and his bloodline brutally vanished from the earth in a heart beat you hear?”

you were shocked by his words and you felt a bit nervous and…confused? You were just his sugar baby, why would he care so much about you with another sugar daddy?