Arthur could do nothing more than stare at (Y/n) as she pulled him into one of the quiet rooms and shut the door behind them. Normally it would be him that was angry, and fuck, he had been when he had had to look at that smug prick. But given what he had just seen, his anger was gone, and he couldn't feel anything but pride, happiness and love for the woman before him. That, and as her body shook with what he was sure was a heady mixture of shock, fear and anger, very turned on. The thought that she, a simple school teacher that was not a real part of their violent world, would not only slap Alfie Solomons, but also stun him into silence, made the biggest smile come to his lips. (Y/n) offering him more support, than Tommy had done in that moment. Arthur still finding it hard to believe that his brother would allow that bastard to step foot in the house, after what he had put him through, never mind think that he would want to be in the same damn room as the fucker.

"Fuckin hell, sweetheart........." Arthur said, as he pulled her into his arms. Softly taking her chin between his thumb and forefinger and raising her head so that he could look into her eyes.

"Do ya know what ya just did.........?"

"Yes. I slapped that awful man. And I don't care who or what he is. I don't care if he's Tommy's friend, or something to do with business; he deserved exactly what he got for speaking to you like that, for calling you that awful name. And I would do it again. The only thing I regret is that I slapped him, and didn't punch him........." (Y/n) replied, as she did her best to control the feelings that felt as though they were flooding her body. To keep rein on the anger, to hold back the tears, and the need she had to make her way back into Tommy's office and not only give that awful man a real piece of her mind; but Tommy too for allowing someone that would insult Arthur like that, into his home.

"Fuck me.........I am glad ya back on my side.........." Arthur chuckled. His smile and laugh calming a little, as she looked up at him.

"I luv ya, ya know that, don't ya. I fuckin luv ya.........." The oldest Shelby continued, before placing his lips to hers. (Y/n) gripping to the lapels of his jacket and kissing him back with all the passion that she had for him. The two reluctantly moving apart, before Arthur took her hand and led her to the large sofa that sat under the equally large window in the small, private sitting room. Arthur deciding that he should tell her who she had just slapped, and why he had been as angry as he was.

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(Y/n) sat in silence, as she listened to Arthur and his story about the man named Alfie Solomons. If she had not been angry before, she was now. Now completely shocked that Tommy would want anything to do with the man from London. The school teacher feeling something inside her wanting to snap; and though she was not a person usually prone to sudden outbursts of anger, to displays of violence, the thought of Arthur having to go through all that was certainly making her think about doing far more than just slap the Jewish gangster.

"Ahem.........." The two not hearing the door to the room open, until an attention grabbing cough forced them to turn around. Arthur getting to his feet and pulling (Y/n) to him, as Tommy looked at the pair.

"(Y/n) I want ya ta come with me........."

"She ain't fuckin goin anywhere, Tommy. She's stayin right here, with me........" Arthur countered. The older Shelby pushing (Y/n) behind him, before squaring off with his brother.

"Arthur........." Both men looking at (Y/n) as she placed her hand on his arm.

"Its fine........." She continued, as she stepped out from behind him. Straightening her back and holding her head up high.

"The office.........?" She asked. Tommy nodding, before she headed out of the room. Arthur giving his younger brother one last glare, before they both followed after her.

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(Y/n) made her way into the office. Holding up her hand as the Londoner got to his feet and opened his mouth.

"Mister Solomons. Thomas may have told you that he was going to find me so that I could apologise for what I did and said. Well, I am not. I do not care how big you are, how bad you are, how feared you are, because you reputation means nothing to me. You got exactly what you deserved; in fact, I should have punched you, instead of slapping you, for what you have done and said to Arthur. You are a vile, two faced, backstabbing, duplicitous thug that deserves to be taken down a peg or two; and if you speak to Arthur in such an awful way ever again in my presence, I assure you that I am just the person to take you down those pegs. And if you and Thomas do not like what I have just said, I do not care. Now, if you will excuse me, I have better things to do today than deal with you two........" (Y/n) told the Londoner as calmly as she could, before turning and making her way over to Arthur, offering the oldest Shelby before leading him out of the room and closing the door behind them. Alfie doing his best not to smile, as Tommy came to join him.

"Now that woman, yeah......that woman there, is what I would call a keeper, Thomas........."