Innocent Love Of A Deadly Gangster

Jessica and Steve sat in the car which was speeding to Jessica's apartment. They had just come back from the funeral. No one of them spoke. There was pin-drop silence in the car as both of them were lost in their thoughts.

"Wanna go to Smith mansion?" Steve was afraid that it would be depressing to stay alone after witnessing the death in such a small time period. He had already told his parents and now wanted to convince Jessica to go home with him.

Jessica looked at Steve her eyes unclear due to tears. she was suffocating and wanted to feel freedom and this was only possible if someone cared for her. She would only be free if the person in front of her could free her by giving her a hug. As if he read her mind she was soon in his warm embrace. Her heartfelt warm and satisfied. It was as if all the riches were bought to her feet.

Steve could not tolerate that helplessness and emptiness in the eyes of her. He could not control the hands that moved towards her and wrapped them around her engulfing her in his warmth and care. He wanted to see her smile and live well.

They did not even notice the driver who was already crying due to the affection displayed. After a short while, the car came to a stop and the back door was opened from the outside.

"Ohhh... My cutie, do you know I missed you ?" The sweet voice of mother Smith filled more happiness in the heart of Jessica who was till protectively wrapped in his arms. Steve's head lied on the hed of Jessica which was on his c.h.e.s.t as their hands were snacked around each other's waist. This melted the hard cored mother and she exclaimed teasingly, " Aww.. Steve, am I going to get a wedding feast soon? Or is it something more..." hearing the teasing Steve and Jessica instantly separated as they stepped out of the car and was soon engulfed in motherly warmth of Mother Smith.

After receiving a warm welcome and lunch the family sat in the garden as usual. It was spring and the sun was warm and cozy. Grandpa Smith and Father Smith played chess while Steve sat on the side observing and passing some funny comments to both bringing a smile on their faces. Steve and Jessica had agreed to stay at the Smith Mansion for a while. Steve was dressed in a simple black shirt and black trousers. He looked like black beauty.

"Teatime..." Mother Smith walked out with a tray of tea in her hand, following behind was Jessica who was dressed in a simple black shirt which had a drawing of hello kitty and a pair of pink trousers as she bought out a tray of simple home-cooked snacks for all. She looked youthful and young. Settling both trays on the table in the garden they turned around to call the men to the table. Taking their places on the table, everyone changed food and chatted.

"What about your wedding dress, Jazz. Is it complete?" Grandpa asked who had developed a good bonding with Jessica in these few days. He had also adopted the nickname 'Jazz'. "Not yet grandpa. Will show you when it is done." She smiled at him. "What about my dress? Will you prepare it too?" The person sitting next to her asked. She looked at him and said, "I will love to... Just give me your measurements."

Steve smiled mischievously and came close to her ear and whispered, "Anytime you can have them. I just have one condition, you should take my measurements personally, Mrs. Smith." Hearing him Jessica turned crimson red as she lowered her head. Steve could see the tip of her ears turning red and he could only thing that came to his mind was, 'sooooo cute.' He pinched her cheek before he sipped his tea ignoring the meaningful and surprising gazes passed to him by his family. He just stared at HIS girl with a loving gaze.