Elena's POV The kiss started as an accident, a brief brush of lips fueled by too much wine and something unspoken in the air between us. But the second one—that wasn’t a mistake. That was deliberate. Slow.Adrian’s hand curled around the back of my neck, drawing me closer. His lips moved against mine with a confidence that made my stomach clench. I could taste the wine on his tongue, warm and heady, mixing with my own.I should have pulled away. Should have remembered who he was, where we were. But logic was a distant whisper, drowned out by the thundering of my pulse.Somewhere in the background, a polite cough broke through the haze. I pulled back slightly, my breath coming too fast, my skin too hot.Adrian’s gaze was heavy-lidded, unreadable. “Let’s get out of here,” he murmured.A warning bell rang faintly in the back of my mind, but it was overpowered by the way his fingers traced slow, deliberate circles against my thigh.I exhaled shakily. “Where?”His lips curved into a smirk
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