Chapter 130 Paradise Bought In Blood

• Ellerei woke to the scent of ocean air and silence. Not the eerie kind that followed gunfire or betrayal—the real kind. Peaceful. Sunlight painted lazy stripes across the bed, filtered through gauzy curtains that fluttered in the warm breeze. And Knox…
• He wasn’t in bed.
• She sat up slowly, letting the blanket fall, her body still sore in the best ways from the jet. Her legs ached. Her throat was still raw from begging. Her soul felt lighter.