A clash echoed through the hall as one of the artists dropped her glass of wine.

Every artists jaw dropped, and their eyes widened in shock.

Tatiana was no exception; her entire body froze at Cassius's actions. His lips were on hers, one arm possessively holding her waist close, while the other rested on her face.

His lips moved slowly as his tongue slid out, forcing her mouth to open for him. As if under a spell, Tatiana found herself closing her eyes and opening her mouth to respond.

The only sound she could hear was her fast-beating heart and the sound of their lips moving against each other. Her...