Scars Of A Broken Bond

Though Bettie disliked Tyrone, she believed him when he said Sabrina was safe.

She ended the call and asked the guide to contact the police.

Tyrone’s revelation that someone had drugged Sabrina had everyone on edge, and Bettie’s eyes narrowed as she scrutinized everyone’s expressions.

Raul’s face twitched at the mention of “call the police,” and he discreetly approached the bonfire.

Bettie, noticing his movement, returned to her spot beside the fire.

Sabrina’s dishes and drink remained untouched, evidence of the evening’s unsettling turn.

Raul, having glimpsed the scene, was filled with desperation but dared not approach.

reassured himself that perhaps the police wouldn’t discover the

Great Ocean Road was teeming with tourists, and every small town

tourist center was a short distance away, and the police

the helicopter, Sabrina clung to

whispered, slipping her hand into Tyrone’s shirt to

escaped her lips. It felt wonderful, yet

she ripped at Tyrone’s shirt, breaking the top two buttons, and pressed her face

cradled a sexy woman, writhing and restless. Desire threatened to overtake him, but memories of

the scene in the tent, fury had consumed him. Had he not realized

might have happened if