You only managed to stay invisible for one month before the school king, Dutch, started to make your life a living hell.

He’s always waiting, like a predator waiting for his prey. One day you get so fed up with him that you just snap. But he pins you to the wall of the stairwell and leans in close, inhaling your scent.

“Careful, sweetheart,” he purrs. “You shouldn’t tempt something that could so easily destroy you,” he threatens as he runs his tongue up your neck.