Verena 

Different thoughts on how to kill Kian stormed my mind. But would I risk my ass sitting in jail for a piece of shit like Kian? No. How I never realized how manic he was left me reeling.  It was either that he was good at hiding that side of him or he was multifaceted. 

As I climbed up the stairs, my hands ripped through my hair. Maybe I should report him to his parents. But, those two would never believe me. To them, Kian was an Angel who could do no wrong. 

I should call the cops on him. That should work. 

And Daxton—

I stilled, sucking in...