JADE
I removed his jacket off my waist and dropped it onto the bed. Walking straight into the bathroom, I didn't even bother taking off my clothes before turning on the shower, letting the cold water shock my skin.
With a hard rub, I scrubbed the spot where Nico had left his mark, trying desperately to wash it away. Deep down, I knew it was pointless. I wasn't a magician, and a hickey like this could take weeks to clear.
"Ugh, I hate that bastard," I muttered, my voice coming out as a strained, bitter hiss. My mind flashed back to earlier. His annoying smirk still burned in my thoughts, and the way he had stared at me, like I was some expensive prize he owned, made my stomach turn.
Instinctively, my hand moved down between my thighs, tracing down to my heat. I bit my lower lip, my teet
