The Divorced Military Queen Awakens (by Sadie Baxter) novel Chapter 347

It was Julius Whitethorn.

“You’re awake,” Julius murmured, his voice a velvet hush.

Quinn froze mid-motion, staring at the man in rumpled pajamas stretched across the bed.

How in the world have I ended up sharing a mattress with Julius? Last she remembered, she had been standing in his living room.

Right, I had taken the cup of coffee he had offered, and after that, everything dissolved into darkness.

“You drugged my coffee, didn’t you?” Quinn demanded, eyes blazing as she straddled his chest.

“I did,” he admitted without apology. “It won’t hurt you. It only made you sleep for a while.”

She frowned. “Why would you do that?”

“Because I can’t bear the thought of you flying to Celosia,” he replied.

She blinked, struggling to connect his twisted logic: knock her out so she could not board a plane?

“You think slipping me a sedative is enough to keep me grounded?”

“At least until that shoulder mends, yes,” Julius said, unruffled.

Quinn scowled, pushed off him, and swung her feet to the floor.

Julius sat up slowly, saying nothing, his gaze following her like a fixed spotlight.

She spotted her bag on the couch, checked it—passport and phone were both inside.

Snatching the bag, she strode for the door.

The moment she stepped into the hallway she stopped cold.

The place was a villa—broad staircase, a polished corridor, and at its far end a sunlit balcony.

The balcony doors stood open, framing an endless sheet of sapphire water that glittered beneath the morning sky.

Where on earth is this? Jexburgh? But there isn’t a place in Jexburgh where you can see the ocean.

A nervous jolt shot through Quinn. She tore down the corridor—slippers slapping the hardwood—and burst onto the balcony like a swimmer lunging for air.

It really is... the ocean! There’s the beach, and a forest, too. But I don’t see anyone else around.

It was quiet, with only the sound of the waves.

What is this place, really?

She shot him a burning glare. Is he really planning to cage me on this island? But if I could leave with a boat or a plane...

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