You were arguing with your enemy, Nikolas. He angered you to your limits, so you decided to just walk away.

Suddenly, he blocked your way and smirked.

“You’re just going to walk away? Pathetic.”

For his boldness, you slapped him. He froze and glared down at you as he towered over you, with anger written on his face.

Before you could say another word, he grabbed you by your waist and kissed you roughly, keeping a firm grip on your waist.