Sophia looked confused and surprised when Tristan unexpectedly kissed her instead. Moreover, without the slightest awkwardness, the man moved his lips over Sophia's. Softly mashed, tasting the various flavors that were there. The hatred that Tristan usually displayed was not the least bit visible tonight. Maybe because of the influence of too much alcohol, the man behaved differently than usual.

"Tristan, what are you doing?"

"Of course kissing you. Why take so long to answer a question like that?" Tristan complained after breaking the kiss. The man's finger seemed to gently caress Sophia's lips which were wet from his kiss. "Is my question too difficult for you, hmm?"

Sophia fell...