All Chapters of Rejected By One, Claimed By Another: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Chapter Twelve : Invitation Cara's POVMy body was weighed down, like I was lying under a heavy blanket. I was sleeping in and out, my mind was a mess, and whenever I attempted to focus, it was like my brain could not keep pace with my body. I was so tired, like I had been up for days.I could feel something warm and soft against my cheek. It felt soft, like a hand caressing against my skin. I did not know who it was at first, but the sensation felt familiar and comforting. The warmth surrounded me, and while I wanted to know more, I could not fully open my eyes. I could barely keep them open, yet I knew that there was someone beside me.I tried to open my eyes wider, but nothing was clear. It took several tries, but I could see a little better at last. And I saw Liam, sitting next to my bed. His face was calm, but his eyes—his eyes were brimming with something I couldn't identify. Was it concern?His face eased when he saw me looking at him.I wanted to ask him what had happened, b

Chapter FourteenCara's POVThe party was grand, filled with laughter and music, but something about it felt different. Almost everyone here was a girl, dressed in expensive gowns, their hair perfectly styled, their perfume filling the air with a mix of sweet and floral scents. I could hear them talking, laughing, and exchanging compliments, but I didn’t know most of them. I stayed near the edges of the room, trying not to draw too much attention to myself.Then, out of nowhere, Sophia approached me.Whispers started spreading.“Huh! Isn’t that Sophia, did I just see that right?” One girls muttered.“Sophia? Talking to her? Since when did that start happening?” Another added."Cara," Sophia said, voice cautious.I nodded, not knowing what to say."Sophia, I brought you a gift"Sophia's eyes grew wide with surprise, but she smiled and said, "Thanks, Cara. What is it?"I handed it to her.She took it, her fingers carefully unwinding the ribbon to expose the paper underneath. The moment

Chapter Sixteen : Taken By My RivalLiam’s POV.I remembered the moment my lips touched Cara’s, she froze for a second, her breath catching as if she wasn’t sure what to do. Her hands tensed against my chest, and I could feel the hesitation in her body, the silent struggle between resistance and desire. But then, slowly, she relaxed.Her lips were soft, warm, and hesitant at first, but as I deepened the kiss, she responded, her fingers curling slightly into my shirt. A quiet sigh escaped her, and that sound sent a rush of heat through me. I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her closer, feeling the way her body fit against mine.Time seemed to slow as I kissed her, savoring every second, every small movement she made. The way her lips parted just enough for me to explore her, the way she shivered slightly when my hand brushed her waist—it was intoxicating.When I finally pulled back, just enough to look into her eyes, I saw the way her cheeks were flushed, her lips slightly swollen f

Chapter Eighteen : Fight– Caleb’s POVThe wind howled near the cliff, carrying the scent of blood. Liam’s brother, Alex, was bound, his hands tied behind his back. He looked drained, his body unsteady, as if he might collapse at any moment.His head suddenly appeared when he saw someone coming. There was panic in his eyes."Help! Someone—please!" Alex cried out.I didn't move right away. This was my moment to kill Liam. I had been waiting for this time, plotting. But before I could act, Liam's men arrived, with someone in tow.A woman.Her face was veiled, but I recognized her immediately.Cara.My heart constricted. I would be able to identify her even if she'd blindfolded herself. Her posture, how her body froze—I was certain.Liam stepped forward and glared at me. He sneered."This is Alec," he said.My mind reeled. How the hell did he know?Liam smirked, savoring my reaction. “Oh? Didn’t expect that, did you?” His voice was a slow, taunting drawl. “I have to say, I was surprised

Chapter 20: Losing ControlCara’s POVI hated him.I hated the way he always invaded my space, the way he looked at me like he already owned me. I hated the way he touched me, like it was his right. Most of all, I hated the way my body reacted to him—how, despite every part of me screaming to run, I stayed.Liam’s hands gripped my waist, pulling me closer. His heat was suffocating, his scent clouding my mind. I pressed my hands against his chest, trying to push him away, but he was solid, unmoving.“Let me go,” I demanded, my voice shaking.His dark eyes flickered with something unreadable. “I can’t,” he murmured. “You belong to me, Cara. You always have.”“No,” I snapped, struggling against him. “I don’t.”But my words were empty.Because even as I resisted, my body was betraying me.Liam’s grip tightened. His head dipped, his breath fanning over my skin, sending an involuntary shiver through me. When his lips brushed against my jaw, a strangled gasp escaped me. My fingers dug into