- JESSICA'S POV
The bitter smoke burned my lungs, a small act of rebellion against the perfect, suffocating world of Crestwood University. I leaned against the cold brick wall behind the library, hidden from view, and took another long drag. f**k them. f**k the gossiping students, f**k the worried faculty, f**k the electric bond that left my skin crawling for a touch that scared me. This was mine. This little curl of gray smoke was the only thing I had control over.
A shadow fell over me, blocking the weak afternoon sun.
I flinched, my heart jumping into my throat. Before I could even process who it was, a large hand shot out and snatched the cigarette from my lips. It was crushed under a heavy boot in one brutal motion.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?"
Dominic's voice was a
