False move

Her heart thumped wildly as she felt his breath on her neck. Her entire body seemed to burn under his gaze as he pressed himself against her.

"You want me to answer, huh?" He moved his lips close to her ear, making her shiver. "Maybe you should tell me instead."

[Love meter: 25/100]

"Tristan, we can't—" she stuttered, trying to move away from him.

"If you say no again," he said, holding onto her waist tightly. "I'll take it as a yes."

His mouth closed over hers. Their lips locked together.

She struggled to push him away but couldn't break free. His hands gripped her tighter, forcing her body into submission.

The kiss went on for what seemed like an eternity until, finally, Tristan pulled away.

They both panted heavily.

[Love meter: 38/100]

"That wasn't so hard, was it?" Tristan grinned wickedly.