Sugar rush

Had she been too foolhardy to have willed herself off to his whims? He'd clearly cited his warnings but like someone under a spell, she'd eagerly followed him off like a lamb to the slaughter. 

They embarked on the two hour journey to Blue field in silence; Marcellus had been engrossed in whatever he'd been doing on the phone while Lyra worked on a few documents on her laptop. 

The car stopped at an harbour and their lugages was moved into a private yatch. The night breeze fanned her skin when she alighted from the yatch and they made their way to a beach resort on the island of Haling Cove. 

The resort had been a fabulous exquisite looking glass house which seemed portable and classy at the same time. The interior decor was modern and screamed finesse, vibrant colors decked the walls of the house; something which Marcellus's mansion at Ocean city lacked. The expensive house looked like one of those houses on Bondi beach or the resorts on the M