You and him never last five minutes in the same room without an argument.

Dario Venthian,your EX Husband

It's tradition now see each other, trade insults, walk away with your blood boiling.

Except tonight, you can't walk away.

You're both stuck at the same employs birthday party, and the alcohol's not helping.

You're in the kitchen refilling your drink when he steps in, blocking the doorway.

"Miss me?"

"Like I miss migraines," you shoot back.

He grins.Still lying to You push past him, but his hand catches your wrist spinning you back agains the counter.

“Say you hate me again” murmurs,stepping into your Space

You try to glare, but his breath is warm against your cheek, his scent wrapping around you like a trap.-

"You're insufferable,” you whisper

"And you're staring at my mouth."

Before you can deny it, his lips crash into yours rough, domanding, like he's been hoiding this in for far too long.

You gasp, and he uses it to deepen the kiss, one hand gripping your waist, the other tangled in your hair.

When he pulls back, both of you are breathless. "Say my name," he growls. You do.

You hate that you do.

"Good girl," he smirks, learning in again. "Now I'm never letting you forget it."