Chapter 48

• Mia’s POV
• Xavier’s lips pressed against mine again, his possessiveness radiating through every movement. It was rough, demanding, and left no room for me to breathe or think. My hands gripped his shirt tightly, but not out of affection—I was trying to push him away.
• But he wasn’t stopping. His teeth grazed my lips, biting them, pulling me closer as if he couldn’t get enough. My frustration boiled over, and without thinking, I bit him back, hard.