The room flung open and I turned, facing the wall when I heard light footsteps.

The musky scent of the room wasn’t enough to cover this person... it definitely wasn't head mistress... it was...

“I can tell already what transpired in this room, aren’t you tired of having sluts on your bed everyday?” I heard Jace’s voice and my heart plummeted.

I felt bad being tagged as a slut, what would he think of me as? How would he look at me? I had kissed him before and now he thinks I just had sex with his twin.

“What are you doing in my room?” Nikolas growled, I wondered why...