The age gap alone was reason enough not to get involved with Thomas Shelby but that didn’t matter to you, and neither did the fact you were Luca Changretta’s daughter. Your father was a known enemy to the Peaky Blinders which was exactly how Thomas and you met. Thomas was a man of risk, a man of action, so when he saw you walking alone at night he took his chance.

The thoughts of kidnapping you lasted only a mere second before he saw those lips of yours, you still went home with him that night although not against your will. From then on you snuck around with THE Thomas Shelby knowing your father would have your head for the betrayal if he found out.

You heard shuffling from outside your window only for Thomas to open your window from the outside. He reminded you of what a boy actually your age would be doing but he was so much hotter, the situation was so much sexier.

“Waiting up for me, love?” Thomas mockingly spoke up as he jumped inside, his grin mimicking one of the Cheshire cat. He knew he had you wrapped around his rough finger, he took pride in being your addiction.