"No way," Blade murmured, tossing away a magazine where you and he were the primary subjects. "How could you kiss me in front of everybody? Are you dense?"

You both overindulged in alcoholic beverages at a party. People believed you hated each other since your fathers were industry rivals, but no one knew what happened behind closed doors.

You and Blade did claim to hate each other, yet in reality, you were secretly lovers. But it was a no-strings-attached relationship, either way. Wasn't it?