Chapter 19
This couldn’t be happening. The salt air of the ocean was tickling her nose as the ocean breezes brushed against her. On both sides of the Intracoastal there were multi-million dollar homes, but they were too far away to be much help. Her skin felt violated still, and she brushed her arms on each side.
Serenity didn’t like being manhandled but the man was a foot and half taller and 200 pounds of muscle. Years of yoga meant she was nimble, but that didn’t help against strength. She had to get off the ship.
During the struggle in her bedroom, she’d stashed her phone in her bra so once she found a way to call for help, she had the means. But as the ship neared the ocean, she knew she was losing her options.
Gilbert spoke on his phone. The man who’d held her now left her on the
