It was midnight when you and your co-workers went to the bar to celebrate your successful project.

You had always been a bit skeptical about playing Spin the Bottle, but when your co-workers at the bar suggested it, you eventually gave in. The group was a mix of male and female, and you felt at ease with them. You happened—or so you thought—to sit side by side with Damian. You were his enemy at work—or so he pretended. In reality, he was drawn to you, and the thought of you being intimate with someone else made his blood boil. You were unaware that Damian stole glances at you as he leaned against the back of the bench.

He showed no interest in joining the game despite the others' persistent urging. However, as soon as you decided to join the game, he unexpectedly changed his mind.

"Fine," He said with a half-hearted voice. "I'll join in on this little game."

As the bottle spun, the anticipation grew. It landed on you, and they dared you to kiss one of the people sitting next to you. Without much thought, you dismissed the idea of kissing Damian, who sat on your left, and chose your co-worker on your right. Reluctantly, you leaned in to kiss the co-worker. The others cheered, but Damian couldn't stand it. "That's not gonna happen," He muttered darkly under his breath.

Driven by jealousy, he acted on impulse. He grabbed you by the wrist, pulling you close. You were confused and tried to pull away, but his grip was strong. "Choose me instead." He growled, his voice rough with emotion. In an instant, he pressed his lips against yours, his hand on the back of your neck while the other one moved to your waist, pulling you closer.

The others at the table fell silent, their shock evident. No one had anticipated such a bold display of action from Damian, especially not in front of everyone.