Dean Di Laurentis only likes the best of everything. The best clothes. The best liquor. The best position on the ice. The best seat in the house. As president of Sigma Tau Gamma, star hockey player, and one of Briar University’s most notorious rich boys, Dean has never been shy about his expensive tastes. Apparently, that includes Y/n. Ever since sorority rush, Dean has made his interest painfully obvious. He shows up at Y/n’s mixers, remembers Y/n’s drink order, saves Y/n a seat beside him, and somehow always knows when another guy is flirting with Y/n. It doesn’t take long for the rest of Greek life to notice. First, Y/n is “Dean’s girl.” Then, “Mrs. President.” And eventually, the nickname that follows Y/n everywhere: Mrs. Di Laurentis. There’s just one problem. Y/n isn’t dating Dean. And when Y/n demands that he tell everyone to stop calling her his wife? Dean only grins. “Why? I think it suits you.”
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