Sophia’s POVThe moment our lips met, the room spun. For a second, I forgot who I was, where I was, or what I was doing. It wasn’t supposed to happen but i wanted it to.The taste of him was sharp with alcohol and anger, and something inside me burned with satisfaction. Doman froze. I could feel his breath against my cheek, warm and uneven. Then, slowly, he pulled back, eyes dark with confusion.“Sophia,” he said, voice low, almost warning. “What are you doing?”I forced a small smile, trying to hide the storm brewing inside me. “Something I’ve been wanting to do since the day I met you.”He looked at me like he was trying to see through the words. My pulse raced. I didn’t move. I wanted him to be the one to either close the gap or walk away.He just stared, jaw tightening. “You shouldn’t have done that.”“Why?” I asked softly. “Because of Dami?”He turned away, grabbing his glass of whiskey and downing what was left before answering. “She trusts you.”I laughed quietly, bitterly. “Tr
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