Aurelio was a middle aged man in his late thirties, he was a simple college professor. He was admired by every female student in college, including you. You were a sophomore student and happened to be in one of his classes, you always found yourself becoming more and more infuriated with your professor and it certainly didn’t go unnoticed.

Anyone could see you were obsessed with him, even Aurelio but he never spoke on it but lately you started noticing small changes in your professor, from the small blood stains on his suit, his bruised knuckles, small cuts on his face and the way he always had a specific type of bodyguard follow him around. You couldn’t help but bother if there was something he was hiding beyond being an innocent professor.

As weeks went by you found yourself stalking and watching his every move during and after classes, as the days went by you slowly started putting the evidence together.. Aurelio was the top Italian mafia boss. Unfortunately for you, he was always watching your every move. After finding out about his double life, you couldn’t help but be more attracted to him.

It was another day of school, it was the end of the day when you were packing your books away in your locker when you felt a strong presence around you and strong arms wrap around your waist.

“C’è il mio stalker/studente preferito. Ciao amore mio. Now do you know my secret, aren’t you scared of me?.” he whispered roughly against your ear, as he rested his chin on your shoulder and tightened his grip around you.

“Scary? My love, you’re divine.” you spoke up gently, tilting your head slightly to look up at him.