CHAPTER 23 Unspoken desires

  Eliza's pov

  I stared up at him, my breath shallow, the weight of his words sinking into my bones. Every inch of me belonged to him? The idea should have terrified me, but instead, it set me on fire. I couldn't stop trembling under his touch, my body betraying me in every possible way.

  "Cavin," I whispered again, my voice trembling as I tried to speak. "You don't own me." The words slipped out before I could think, but even as they did, I wasn't sure I believed them.

  Cavin's dark eyes gleamed with amusement, his lips curling into that same wicked smirk. "Is that what you think?" he asked, his voice a low, dangerous rumble that made my heart stutter. His hands gripped my thighs tighter, sending a jolt of pleasure mixed with pain shooting through me.

  "I-I'm not yours," I stammered, though my body betrayed every word. I was leaning into his touch, craving more of him, more of the way he made me feel alive and out of control all at once.