Nothing to Fear (Wicked Games #1)

Asher

M y knuckles rap twice on Professor Thorne’s chamber door, waiting on bated breath for his dark, smooth voice to answer.

“Come in.” His voice is as rich and dark as his persona, and I have to steel my nerves before going in, reminding myself that there’s always a chance I’m completely wrong about this and everything is getting to my head. But still, everything in my bones is telling me this is spot on.

I open the door and take a single step forward, glancing around his office with intrigue before meeting his severe stare. Looking at Lucian Thorne is like looking in a mirror thirty years in the future, and suddenly, I have a rush of confidence that comes from somewhere deep.