Author's pov
Let's get one thing clear: Alpha Sebastian didn't just kiss - he launched a full-scale campaign.
If kissing were an Olympic sport, he would be aiming for a gold, and a world record.
His kiss came with a warning label that may cause spontaneous memory loss, temporary inability to stand upright, and a strong desire to make questionable decisions.
Cecilia had thought she was signing up for a lakeside stroll and maybe some flirty banter. Instead, she found herself pressed up against pure temptation in tailored black, his scent a heady cocktail.
And she was all in.
She tried to murmur something that maybe resembled a protest - probably something responsible like "Wait" or "We should talk" - but all that came out was a weak exhale that he promptly captured and turned into the
