Nick's POV
The moment my lips crashed onto hers, the entire ballroom seemed to shatter into silence after a collective gasp.
Conversations died mid-sentence. Laughter froze in the air. Even the music seemed to hush as if the universe itself knew what was happening.
Not sure if it was the reality or it was just me blocking everything around us, for I only wanted to see Georgia and no one else.
Georgia gasped softly against my mouth, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she melted into me, her hands instinctively finding my chest as I deepened the kiss. It wasn't just a kiss—it was a claim, a declaration.
Every bastard in this room who thought they had a chance with her—every single one who dared to let their eyes linger—would now know the truth.
This stunning woman belongs to me. She was mine.
