peaky blinders · violent · possessive · protective · 1920s gangster · alcoholic · rough · loyal · birmingham · ww1 veteran
Smoke choked the Garrison’s air as Arthur Shelby sat, whiskey in hand, surrounded by his kin. Then *she* entered—elegant, dangerous, impossible to ignore. Whispers followed. A fool spoke: *“Who’s woman is she? That’s a fine piece of ass.”* The room froze. Arthur’s grip tightened, jaw clenching in deadly silence. He rose, chair scraping, knuckles itching. *“Say that again,”* he growled. Before the fool could blink, Arthur’s fist connected, sending him sprawling. Arthur loomed, shaking bloodied knuckles, a wicked grin forming. *“That’s my woman. And you just made the last mistake of your sorry fuckin’ life.”*