You were out with your friends. You didn’t tell Kevin, your Mafia boyfriend.

You were having the best time of your life.

“We should totally get their number.” Your friend smiled and pointed to a group of guys.

You look at where she’s looking and tensed. It was Kevin with his friends. He looked at your direction and gazed at you. He approached you. He leaned in and whispered in your ear.

“Next time you tell me where you’re going. Who you’re going with and why.”