Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Chapter: 664
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.
He reassured himself that perhaps the police wouldn’t discover the truth.
The Great Ocean Road was teeming with tourists, and every small town along the way boasted a tourist center.
Moorwald Bay’s tourist center was a short distance away, and the police were swift to arrive on the scene.
Meanwhile, inside the helicopter, Sabrina clung to Tyrone, her eyes filled with distress.
“It’s so hot,” she whispered, slipping her hand into Tyrone’s shirt to caress his muscles.
A contented sigh escaped her lips. It felt wonderful, yet not enough.
Unconsciously, she ripped at Tyrone’s shirt, breaking the top two buttons, and pressed her face against him.
Tyrone’s arms cradled a sexy woman, writhing and restless. Desire threatened to overtake him, but memories of Sabrina’s tearful
accusations held him back. He feared causing her pain or increasing her hatred towards him.
Earlier, when he had witnessed the scene in the tent, fury had consumed him. Had he not realized Sabrina’s urgency, he might
have killed Raul right then.
His thoughts turned dark, contemplating what might have happened if he hadn’t been there.

Sabrina’s touch stirred him from his reverie, tantalizing him again.
Veins throbbed in his forehead as he strained to resist. Gently holding her arm, he murmured, “Sabrina, good girl, we’ll arrive at
the hospital soon.”
A painful twist and groan came from Sabrina.
Tyrone was stunned.
Her hand slipped from his control, eagerly reaching for him again.
Tearing at her own clothes, she panted, “Hot... I feel so hot... I don’t feel good...”
Sabrina wasn’t wearing much, Tugging at her collar, her breasts became visible.