What was even more ridiculous was that he didn't even ask for my opinion, treating me like some object to be used.
I took a deep breath, trying to suppress my anger and disappointment.
Since the start of the party, Victor's gaze had been like that of a wolf, fixed on me, making me feel sick.
Yet James remained oblivious, still laughing and joking with others.
I gritted my teeth, deciding it was time to teach him a lesson.
Without hesitation, I sat on Victor's lap and stared into his eyes.
The surrounding cheers seemed to be muted, everything becoming a blur.
I closed my eyes and initiated the kiss, pressing my lips to Victor's.
The moment our tongues touched, I felt Victor tremble noticeably.
Five minutes felt like a century, and I forced myself to continue the kiss despite my discomfort.
Finally, when the time was up, I pushed Victor away and stood up.
I looked around; everyone was staring at me in shock, while James was still chatting with friends.
I let out a cold laugh and turned to leave that suffocating room.
I heard someone teasing James behind me as I stepped out the door.
"James, aren't you mad that your girlfriend kissed someone else?"