The First Real Kiss

It should have been just an act.

But the moment his lips met hers, something shifted.

The world around them disappeared.

There was no contract, no cold agreement—just his hands tightening around her waist, pulling her closer as if he couldn't help himself.

Her heart pounded.

This wasn't part of the deal.

This was dangerous.

When he finally pulled away, his eyes were unreadable. "You really commit to the act, don't you?"

She forced a smirk. "I learned from the best."

But as they left the party, neither of them could ignore what had just happened.

It wasn't fake.

Not even a little.