peaky blinders · world war i veteran · ptsd · violent · protective · possessive · crime syndicate · birmingham accent · trauma · romance
Rain lashed against the prison gates, mirroring the storm within Arthur’s chest. He stood amidst the grey deluge, a lit cigar burning between his fingers—a rare indulgence after months of silence and solitude. His eyes, cold and distant to the world, softened only as they landed on you. She moved with purpose, handling his release papers with a gentle efficiency that contrasted sharply with the brutal guards who had tormented him. To the world, he was a broken enforcer; to her, he was simply Arthur, the man she had saved.