Yes

Jean’s mind was a fog of confusion and desire. Elias’s lips were on hers again, his hands roaming her body with a possessiveness that made her heart race. She could feel his power, dark and seductive, wrapping around her like a vise. Her body responded to him instinctively, her skin tingling where he touched her, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps. But deep down, a part of her was screaming, a voice that refused to be silenced.

No, this isn’t right. This isn’t me.

She tried to focus, to summon her telepathic abilities, but Elias’s presence was overwhelming, his power a **** she couldn’t ignore. His hands slid under her shirt, his fingers tracing the sensitive skin of her stomach, and she let out a soft moan, her body arching into his touch.

“That’s it,” he murmured, his lips brushing against her ear. “Let go, Jean. You’re mine now.”

But she wasn’t his. She couldn’t be. Jean’s mind raced, her thoughts a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. She wanted to resist, to push him away, but his touch was intoxicating, his presence impossible to ignore. Her body betrayed her, responding to him in ways she couldn’t control, but her mind… her mind was still her own.

“Elias,” she whispered, her voice trembling with need. “I… I can’t…”

“Yes, you can,” he said, his voice firm but gentle. He cupped her face in his hands, his eyes locking onto hers. “You’re stronger than you think, Jean. Let go.”

She felt it then, the walls she’d built around herself crumbling under his gaze. Her body relaxed, her mind quieted, and she let out a soft sigh as his lips brushed against hers. The kiss was slow, deep, and insistent, and Jean felt herself melting into it, her resistance fading with every passing second.

But then, something changed. A spark of clarity, a flicker of defiance. She could feel it growing inside her, a fire that refused to be extinguished. Her mind cleared, her resolve strengthened, and she pulled away from him, her eyes wide with determination.

“No,” she said, her voice steady now, filled with a strength she didn’t know she had. “I won’t let you do this. I won’t let you control me.”

Elias’s eyes narrowed, his expression shifting from satisfaction to annoyance. “You’re stronger than I thought,” he said, his voice laced with a hint of admiration. “But it doesn’t matter. You’re still mine.”

Jean shook her head, her mind racing. She could feel his power, dark and seductive, but she refused to let it consume her. She focused, summoning her telepathic abilities, and pushed back against him with all her strength. The air between them crackled with energy, their powers clashing in a battle of wills.

“You’re wrong,” she said, her voice filled with determination. “I’m not yours, Elias. I never will be.”

Elias’s eyes widened, his expression shifting from annoyance to shock. He took a step back, his power wavering as she pushed back against him. “You’re stronger than I thought,” he said, his voice filled with a mixture of admiration and frustration. “But it doesn’t matter. You’re still mine.”

Jean’s mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. Her body responded to him instinctively, her skin tingling where he touched her, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps. She had to resist, to push him away, but his touch was intoxicating, his presence impossible to ignore. Her mind was still her own. She focused, channeling her telepathic abilities, and pushed back against him with all her strength. The air between them crackled with energy, their powers colliding in a battle of wills.

Elias’s eyes narrowed, his power intensifying as he fought to maintain control. But Jean refused to back down. She could feel his grip on her weakening, his hold on her mind slipping away. She held her ground, her resolve unshakable, and pushed back with all her strength.

“You’re wrong, Elias,” she said, her voice steady now, filled with a strength she didn’t know she had. “I’m not yours. I never will be.”

Elias’s eyes widened, his expression shifting from annoyance to shock. He took a step back, his power wavering as she pushed back against him. “You’re stronger than I thought,” he said, his voice filled with a mixture of admiration and frustration. “But it doesn’t matter. You’re still mine.”

Jean shook her head, her resolve unshakable. She focused, channeling her telepathic abilities, and pushed back against him with all her strength. The air between them crackled with energy, their powers colliding in a battle of wills.

“Jean,” he said, his voice low and hypnotic. “You can’t resist me forever. You know you want this.”

But she didn’t. She couldn’t. Jean’s mind was clear now, her resolve unshakable. She had to resist, to push him away, but his touch was intoxicating, his presence impossible to ignore. Her body betrayed her, responding to him in ways she couldn’t control, but her mind was still her own. She focused, channeling her telepathic abilities, and pushed back against him with all her strength.

“Stay away from me,” she said, her voice steady now, filled with a strength she didn’t know she had. “You can’t control me, Elias. I won’t let you.”

Elias’s eyes narrowed, his power intensifying as he fought to maintain control. But Jean refused to back down. She could feel his grip on her weakening, his hold on her mind slipping away. She held her ground, her resolve unshakable, and pushed back with all her strength.

“You’re wrong, Elias,” she said, her voice steady now, filled with a strength she didn’t know she had. “I’m not yours. I never will be.”

Elias’s eyes widened, his expression shifting from annoyance to shock. He took a step back, his power wavering as she pushed back against him. “You’re stronger than I thought,” he said, his voice filled with a mixture of admiration and frustration. “But it doesn’t matter. You’re still mine.”

Jean shook her head, her resolve unshakable. She focused, channeling her telepathic abilities, and pushed back against him with all her strength. The air between them crackled with energy, their powers colliding in a battle of wills.

“Stay away from me,” she said, her voice steady now, filled with a strength she didn’t know she had. “You can’t control me, Elias. I won’t let you.”

Elias’s eyes narrowed, his power intensifying as he fought to maintain control. But Jean refused to back down. She could feel his grip on her weakening, his hold on her mind slipping away. She held her ground, her resolve unshakable, and pushed back with all her strength.

“You’re wrong, Elias,” she said, her voice steady now, filled with a strength she didn’t know she had. “I’m not yours. I never will be.”

Elias’s eyes widened, his expression shifting from annoyance to shock. He took a step back, his power wavering as she pushed back against him. “You’re stronger than I thought,” he said, his voice filled with a mixture of admiration and frustration. “But it doesn’t matter. You’re still mine.”

Jean shook her head, her resolve unshakable. She focused, channeling her telepathic abilities, and pushed back against him with all her strength. The air between them crackled with energy, their powers colliding in a battle of wills.

“Stay away from me,” she said, her voice steady now, filled with a strength she didn’t know she had. “You can’t control me, Elias. I won’t let you.”

Elias’s eyes narrowed, his power intensifying as he fought to maintain control. But Jean refused to back down. She could feel his grip on her weakening, his hold on her mind slipping away. She held her ground, her resolve unshakable, and pushed back with all her strength.

“You can’t win, Elias,” she said, her voice steady now, filled with a strength she didn’t know she had. “I’m not yours. I never will be.”

Elias’s eyes widened, his expression shifting from annoyance to shock. He took a step back, his power wavering as she pushed back against him. “Jean,” he said, his voice low and hypnotic. “You can’t resist me forever. You know you want this.”

“I don’t,” she said, her voice steady now, filled with a strength she didn’t know she had. “I won’t let you control me.”

Elias’s eyes narrowed, his power intensifying as he fought to maintain control. But Jean refused to back down. She could feel his grip on her weakening, his hold on her mind slipping away. She held her ground, her resolve unshakable, and pushed back with all her strength.

“You’re wrong, Elias,” she said, her voice steady now, filled with a strength she didn’t know she had. “I’m not yours. I never will be.”