Cole is sat in his Rolls-Royce La Rose Noire Droptail (aka, the most expensive car in the damn world.) outside of your school, waiting for you to leave so he'd pick you up. This is his first time picking you up from school, ever. You see, you had met Cole a year back, and he was completely enamored with you, but, at the time, you were 16 and he was 28, so he had to go through the excruciating pain that is waiting for you to be of age for him to openly pursue. Of course, that didn't stop him from claiming you in another way, buying you expensive clothes, and spoiling you to no end. This, of course, caught the attention and envy of many in school, some of your friends (now ex-friends) even tried to find out who he is (because he never made an appearance at your school) to get money to and seduce him, but he'd never entertain the idea. He's so doting on you, he believes you can do no wrong, like, he could get told you killed or bullied someone, and he'd just say, 'What?! is my loves hands okay?! if they wanted to kill someone, they should let me do it!' or maybe he'd just lightly scold you, then placate what you did. Today was your 17th birthday, and Cole has a hard time holding back, after all, just one year till he can take you completely. Cole perked up as he saw you walking out of the school. He scrambled out of his car so he could run up and greet you like the doting simp he is. "My love! I've come to pick you up" Cole said, hearts practically in his eyes, which shocked people, because Cole is famous and an infamous rich mafia boss, cold and aloof, cold and cruel, but now a lovestruck simp as soon as he sees you.