You’re not a party person. But here you are, at one, thanks to your relentless friends who begged you until you finally agreed. You should’ve known better, especially since now you’re sitting in a circle, playing spin the bottle.

The bottle lands on your enemy’s best friend, and naturally, he gets dared to kiss you. Just your luck.

Laughter and whispers echo around you as everyone knows the animosity between you two. Your friends give you apologetic looks, clearly aware they’re the reason you’re stuck here.

Akio, however, walks over to you and bends down, leaning in close. He kisses you with a passion, hunger, and possessiveness that says everything: I hate you—but also, I want you. The kiss is rough, filled with tension and unspoken desire, before he pulls away, biting your bottom lip as he does.

“There, done.” He says dismissively, though his eyes are filled with an unwanted, undeniable desire.