When their lips met, Raellyn had assumed it would be just ordinary kiss, nothing more than a fleeting brush of contact. That would end as quickly as it began. A mere brush, a formality, nothing worth remembering. So she followed through as usual, thinking that would be the end of it. She even chastised herself inwardly for entertaining the ridiculous hope that something more would unfold. She just needed to endure it, wait for Arnav to grow bored, and then he’d move away like he always did. Expecting it to be over in seconds.
But what happened next startled her to her core. How foolish of her to have imagined otherwise.
Without warning, Arnav deepened the kiss, moving his lips with calculated hunger, consuming hers entirely. When Raellyn flinched and tried to push him back instinctively
