To assume that I could hurt Jace in the first place was wishful thinking. What on earth had made me think that I had any power to hurt him? He was the dangerous lion in that black, white, and metallic red den of his. He was used to the role of predator. I had been his prey—the defenseless wildebe...
I replied that I'd be up in a minute and shut down my computer. I hoped it'd be quick because I needed to pick up my mum and she didn't like to be kept waiting. My heart thumped all the way to his office. I hadn't been into the director's suite since my first day. I noticed, when I got there, tha...