Who helped her?

Elliana opened her eyes as soon as Sebastian left the room, her heartbeat going haywire again as she replayed what happened between them.

A blush rose to her face.

She was ashamed of herself for all the things she did so boldly, but she didn't regret any part of it. She didn't know she had it in herself to provoke the devil at this level and in this manner.

Elliana bit her lower lip before turning in the bed, laying on her stomach, taking a shaky breath.

She pulled out her phone from under the couch that she had pushed earlier to ensure no one grabbed her phone and saw her call record with the private untraceable number.

There were four missed calls from Dexter and five missed calls from Marcello. She licked her lower lip, placing her hand on her abdomen, blushing at the thought of how her husband grabbed her there.

She threw herself on the bed, giddy about what she was feeling.