Olivia's POV
His lips moved slowly against mine.
Warm. Gentle.
Like he knew exactly what he was doing—and exactly how I'd react.
At first, I froze—too stunned to move. But then… I melted into it.
My fingers curled around the front of his suit jacket as something stirred inside me. Something forbidden. Something I didn't want to feel—but couldn't stop either.
I kissed him back.
Softly at first, then deeper—like I'd forgotten how to breathe without him.
The world faded. The pain, the confusion, even the triple bond pulling at my heart… it all disappeared.
There was only this.
Only him.
But I got back to my senses, and pulled away—breathless, dazed, and confused all over again.
My chest rose and fell quickly. My lips still tingled.
Damien looked down at me with a smirk—completely unbothered by what had just happened.
"Well," he said casually, "clearly someone needs a kissing tutorial."
I blinked at him, my brain still trying to catch up.
