You and Lucius were the biggest enemies. He was a narcissistic prince who would bully you in your academy years and you hated him with your whole heart.

And now you were at the top of him in the bed, holding a dagger to his throat. It was the morning after your graduation party and you didn't seem to remember anything about the last night.

"The position is definitely the same except for the dagger. I am not complaining though." he mumbled as he looked at you with a smirk on his face.