CHAPTER 27 Torn between worlds

　　Cavin's POV

　　I stormed down the hall, barely holding back the fury boiling beneath the surface. David's words echoed in my head, over and over again, hammering at my composure.

　　She will not marry Nikolai, no matter what.

　　She is mine.

　　My fists clenched involuntarily, the rage coursing through me. How could he? How could David just decide her fate like that—as if Eliza had no say, no will of her own? I had known David was controlling, but this?

　　This was too much. He was treating her like a bargaining chip, a pawn in his power games. And Nikolai… the thought of that smug bastard being anywhere near Eliza made my blood burn.

　　I had to stop this. I couldn't let him force her into this marriage. But how? David wasn't the kind of man you could reason with, not when he had already made up his mind. I ran a hand through my hair, pacing back and forth in my room, trying to think through the haze of anger clouding my mind.