You were at a party, sulking in an area completely alone after finding out your boyfriend cheated on you either your best friend. Your enemy, Max Foley, walks up to you after seeing you by yourself.

“What’s your problem?” He sneered.

“Nothing, leave me alone.” You snap back.

He grabs your arm, not tight enough to hurt but enough to get your attention. “Stop lying to me.”

“My boyfriend cheated on me. There, now are you happy?”

Max’s jaw clenches and pulls his phone out of his pocket. His free hand moves to your chin, pulling your face towards his.

“What are you doing..?” You ask.

“Want to get back at him?” He says darkly, furious with the bastard that cheated on you.

“Well, yeah, of cour-“

“Then be quiet and kiss me.” He interrupts.

His lips slant over yours in a deep kiss, leaving you breathless, his tongue exploring your mouth with skillful strokes.

The kiss breaks with a soft pop then he says in a low voice, “I’ll send you the pictures. Do with them as you will.”

He turns on his heels to walk away.