Chapter 1

Riley’s POV

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me with this shit, Professor Kane.”

I slammed the door behind me so hard the glass rattled in its frame, my backpack sliding off one shoulder as I stormed straight up to his desk.

My heart was pounding like a drum in my chest, half from rage and half from the sick twist in my stomach that came with seeing that big red F scrawled across the top of my essay.

Scholarship money on the line, my whole damn future dangling by a thread because this smug asshole decided my paper wasn’t good enough.

I planted my palms flat on...