AVA“You are mine,” he said again, his teeth clenched so tight the words came out rough. “Mine.”The word echoed in my head and something in me pushed back.“I’m not a thing,” I said, even though my voice was unsteady. “I’m not something you own, Lucien. I’m not your possession.”His hand came down from the wall, and before I could react, his fingers closed around my jaw, holding me in place, yet gentle.“To be owned,” he said, bringing his lips close to my ear, “you would have to be something separate from me.”My breath hitched.Then he looked at me again, forcing me to keep my eyes on him.“You’re not,” he continued. “You’ve never been.”The words sank in slowly.“You think this is about control?” he went on, his gaze darkening. “About me deciding something today?”He shook his head.“This was decided a long time ago,” he said. “Before you even understood what it meant.”His thumb brushed my jaw, gently and unsettling at the same time.“You’re not my possession, dove." He whisper
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