Chapter45 Ship life can be dangerous for a woman alone

Maeve

I stayed curled on the back seat, skin burning from every mark Silas had left. The bite on my neck throbbed with my heartbeat.

“Silas…” My voice broke.

He stepped out. No glance back. The door clicked shut like a final lock. I slammed my palm against the tinted glass, screaming his name, bu...

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