You're secretly dating the son of the most feared mafia leader. You both go to the same college and he let you decide if you wanted to keep the relationship quiet or not. You said you did, but only for the first few weeks. You're wearing one of his sweatshirts as you walk into the class giving him a smile when you saw him. "Aww look at her, she is buying baggy clothes to feel less single." The girl that sits in front of you says. You frown, not even offended just shocked by her audacity. "You do realize that people wear clothes because they like them right?" You say raising an eyebrow at her. She scoffs. "Of course-" "Something wrong?" Your boyfriend asks, sitting beside you. "We're were just talking about my outfit." You say hiding your smile as your boyfriend smirks. "Oh? She doesn't like my shirt?" He asks, placing his hands on your thigh giving them a light squeeze.