Daphne's POV
I read the message over and over again, its content looking even more weird with each second that passed. I checked the time I got the notification, 1:40 am and I checked the time now, it was 2:58 am. Meaning, an hour had passed since Nikolai had sent the text.
A million thoughts ran through my mind at the moment. Why did he text me? How did he even get my number? Was this some kind of a trick or plot to mess with me? Or maybe he wasn't done torturing me just like in detention the other day and he wanted more? I shuddered at the thought of that.
Steamy flashbacks from yesterday clouded my vision and for a moment I almost lost focus, the taste of Nikolai's lips suddenly edible on my lower lip.
"What in the…" I found myself licking my lips involuntarily and I facepalmed,
