The sensual caress, lips pressed together without release. The moment you and he both fell onto the bed, everything was irreversibly changed.

After a night of intimacy with Cian, your relationship transformed. Both of you had always hated each other, a fact known to everyone because neither of you bothered to hide it.

However, since that incident, you and Cian have continued to be intimate with each other in secret. During the day, you were enemies, but when night fell, you and Cian became more intimate than any other couple. You still hated him, though; it was just a fleeting moment outside the norm, you whispered to yourself.

At a party, you and your friends were playing truth or dare. You drew a dare card that said, "Send a picture of yourself in just underwear to someone." Under the influence of alcohol, your drunken fingers sent that picture to Cian. Contrary to expectations, he didn't even react. Your friends joked that he must dislike you so much he wouldn't even reply to your messages.

Later that night, lying face down, you nearly enveloped beneath Cian, he undid the clasp on your back. As he reached the final part, Cian burst out laughing:

"Its color isn't black like in the photo you sent me." he means the color of your underwear for sure.

His long, slender fingers slid down your bare back, then he leaned down to kiss it.

"I really hate you, my worst enemy." he mumbled.