FREYA

“Freya, he doesn’t want me… he has some girl he likes. And why do you even need me to get close to him?”

“That’s on a need-to-know basis,” I said, passing the room. I thought this was going to work. I had it all planned out in my head—she would be what leads to his downfall.

“I’m done with this… whatever this is.”

I turned to look at her. “You are not done until I say you are. If you want my family’s help, you will do exactly as I say.” I leaned in ...