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She knows it, just like I know it and everyone else does—they won’t find who did it. Maybe Victor will throw one of his worshippers under the bus and pin it all on him, but I don’t think so.

Whoever else was in on this is one of Victor’s people, and he won’t turn against them. Why would he do it when they can both get away with anything? Hell, I wouldn’t be surprised if Victor had Jake’s support. That man doesn’t like me either, and maybe Victor did this to prove that he has no interest in me either.

But I don’t want to let Victor get away with this. Yeah, my previous plans didn’t go very well, and today might be the consequence of it all. But Victor probably won’t stop anyway, and I’m tired of seeing him come out unscathed.

I need something better that I can use against him. Something that he won’t just get out of easily, and maybethatsomething is in his dorm room.

I just have to figure out where it is and try to get in while he has practice. If I’m going to go against Victor for real, I need something really big. Something so damaging that not even he can pretend it didn’t happen.

Chapter 18

IT ONLY TAKES ME Afew days to figure out where Victor’s dorm room is, and I haven’t even spent all that much time and effort to snoop around. He tends to keep his window open and look through it, so that has made everything easier for me.

The only thing that surprises me is that his room is on the ground floor. I expected he’d be somewhere upstairs, but maybe it doesn’t matter to him and he wants to be closer to everything. Hell, maybe he sneaks girls in through the window, so that’s why he asked for that room.

I sit outside on the bench, pretending to read a book. From here, I have a view of both the entrance to the dorms and Victor’s window. He should be off to practice soon, and at this time, there usually aren’t many people around.

Hopefully, the window will stay open and I’ll use it to get in. Breaking in or anything else would be too complicated, and I don’t want to get caught.

Of course, nothing has come out of the investigation about the person who sabotaged my presentation. All that happened was that we had to attend an extra class to explain why bullying and sharing such pictures was bad.

Most people were glued to their phones the entire class instead of paying attention, and Victor was too busy chatting with Vanessa and Greg. I don’t know why anyone even bothered. I guess it was to fool me into thinking that Emberwell was trying really hard to make things right.

But a staff member also implied that I was lucky I wasn’t suspended. He seemed to think I was doing it for attention or that I was trying to sabotage Victor. They even offered free counseling to help both Victor and me with the trauma. Victor didn’t mind snatching the victim card, and I’m pretty sure he got out of doing a paper for one class because of it all. He bats his eyelashes and everyone falls. Ridiculous.

I spot Victor with his gym bag, so I quickly turn away from him and lift my book. It’s better if he doesn’t see me lurking around, or he’ll get the crazy idea that I’m here for him. Wait, Iamhere for him, just not in the way he wants.

When I glance over my shoulder to see where he is, I can’t look away from him. Damn, his sweatpants are way too tight, and his shirt is tucked in.

I really don’t want to find him hot, but I can’t help it. His ass is perfection, and for a second, I wonder what it would feel like to squeeze it while he...

Dammit, brain.

Stop. Stop. Stop.

I don’t know what’s wrong with me. How can I be attracted to the guy who’s put me through all those terrible things? It’s insane, and yet, it’s like a delicious forbidden fantasy.

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