The Mafia Boss and His Obsession

Grace was walking home from another heavy day of lectures. She was in her first year of medical school and managed to get into Sheffield University on a scholarship. This was vital for her, as been an orphan she did not have a family to fall back on. As long as she was careful with her loan, she could survive. Unfortunately, that meant walking home from the University to her cheap student house every day.Grace would not mind so much if it was not for the fact she had to carry so many books on her back. Grace was of average height at 5 foot 8, with mouse-brown hair that fell just below her shoulders. She often, like today had it tied up in a practical bun. Her eyes, which she considered her only beauty, were sea green. Grace shifted her backpack on her shoulders again. “Not long now,” she thought as she turned down an alleyway that cut between two houses. It was a shortcut that Grace often used. When she turned the corner she gasped. There was a yo

Seven Years Later.“Come on Kurt, you been at that paperwork for hours! You are hardly home anymore, let’s go and celebrate!” James pleaded With Kurt. Kurt just smiled, he had built his empire over the last 7 years and his friend had always been at his side.“I can’t believe you are the Head of my operations up North!” Kurt teased.“Is that what we calling it now? Operations?” Mocked James as he took a cigarette and lit it. After inhaling the first puff James stared at Kurt. “Kurt, you are head of the biggest “operation” in Europe and on top of that you are CEO of an extremely lucrative technology company!” James pointed out.“What is your point, James?” Kurt said. He could sense that James was about to give one of his famous “Stop and smell the roses” speeches.“My point is that you need to stop

Grace got up early, she was used to working on lack of sleep. She made herself a cup of coffee from the room’s refreshment tray. She was just about to pop in the shower when she heard a knock on the door.“Who could that be?” she wondered as she opened the door. A Maid and the bald man with a white beard stood in front of her. “ Excuse us for disturbing you Doctor, but we been instructed to upgrade you to the Penthouse Suite!” The man said“I think there has been some mistake. I am perfectly fine. Besides I am unable to afford such luxury!” Grace said. She could see the two members of staff were nervous for some reason.“I assure you there has been no mistake, the Boss was very adamant!” The man said. “The Boss?“ Grace asked confused“Yes Miss, Kurt Blackwood” The man explained.“How is he your Boss?” Grace asked still confused. She t

Anne opened the door to find a florist delivery man with a bunch of Sunflowers in his arms.“Delivery for a Grace Evans?” Said the Deliveryman“She sleeping at the moment, I take the bunch of flowers for her!“ Anne said happily.“Oh great! Will you be taking all of them?” The Deliveryman said“All of them?” Anne said confused“Er yeah, I got over 600 steams in the van. A customer has brought up the whole city’s supply” The delivery man explained.Anne rolled her eyes and said “bring them in! I hope they come in vases because I use an old jug for the rare occasions I get flowers.““Yes Miss, they come in a crystal vase and each bunch has a handwritten note on from the customer. He was very specific” Said the Deliveryman.“I bet he was !” Anne murmured as she got her phone out to text James.Grace awoke and noticed the sun

Kurt sighed, he was desperately trying to concentrate on paperwork and business. However, his mind kept going back to the fact Grace was leaving Friday. He had just three days to convince her to stay, and Kurt was worried that it was not enough time. There was the issue of Kurt’s Gang activities as well. Up in Sheffield, he could hide them pretty well, down in London was another matter.“Kurt, you are looking constipated, what’s the matter? Did it not go well last night?” James said as he entered the office with some mugs of coffee. “No, it went very well in fact. I am taking her out shopping and for Dinner tonight” Kurt said smiling at the memory of their kisses. She had tasted so sweet and the kiss had sent shivers of anticipation down his spine. The rest of the night they had shared stories and jokes. Kurt had whispered sweet nothings in her ear and when he had dropped her back at Anne’s he walked her to the door. “Until tomorrow, my Angel” Kurt has said taking