lucy_mumbua

I had three simple rules:  
1. Never remove the hood and mask.  
2. Don’t attract attention.  
3. Follow rule one and two at all costs.  

Simple, right? Well, I followed them religiously—until Jason came along and shattered them all. I didn’t want anyone to know my identity. I just wanted to stay in the shadows, finish school, and disappear. But no, the stupid jock had to get in my way, and now my peaceful, hidden life is in ruins.  

I didn’t mean to embarrass the school’s golden boy. His name? Jason. He’s the son of the country’s richest CEO. Ironically, I chose this place to hide from my own father, the man I’m trying to escape. I look too much like him, and if anyone made the connection, my cover would be blown. Hence, the hood and mask I wear every single day.  

But now, instead of just hiding from my father, I have to watch out for Jason, too. He’s vowed to make my life miserable. I still can’t figure out his obsession with me—one minute he’s humiliating me in front of everyone, and the next he’s trying to kiss me behind the bleachers.

The Girl in the Hoodie is Mine

"I want my bed," I muttered through clenched teeth after Jason kept pestering me with questions about what I needed, what he could do. Seriously, did he think he was going to magically fix this with words?

He sighed, like he was giving up on trying to talk me out of it, then bent down and effortlessly scooped me up again. No warning, no protest—just picked me up and started heading toward my bedroom.

I could barely manage a groan, but before he even got to the door, I mumbled, "Also… some chocolate. Please."

He chuckled softly, the sound warm and surprisingly comforting in the midst of my misery. "Chocolate, huh? I'll get you some after I get you settled."

Cramps(III)