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Brax looks even more uncomfortable.

“I did.”

The man nods, his blue eyes trailing over my curvy form.

“Well, she certainly would be hard to resist.”

At that statement, all of the other men let out deep laughs. Even Brax chuckles and shakes his head.

I glance around uneasily, not really sure how to read this room of sexy, serious men who now appear to be having a discussion …aboutme.

The man across from us holds up his palm toward me in a welcoming gesture. “We’re happy to have you here,” he drawls, silencing the room without having to command their attention. “And please forgive our lack of hospitality. Servers,” he calls. “Some wine please.”

At that, a scantily clad woman emerges from a doorway before mincing over with a bottle of wine in her hands.

“Sir, a ’76 Chianti,” she murmurs politely, her big tits swinging heavily as she leans forward.

The man merely takes the bottle and sets it on a low table situated on his side of the lounger.

“Thank you, Shanna. Some glasses,” he instructs the blonde, his eyes never even drifting in her direction.

I watch her bottom bounce as she walks away. Who is this girl, and what is she doing on Mirago? The resort led us to believe that the island was deserted, but clearly, that was a bit of misinformation because not only is there a community of men, but there are women here as well. But before I can ask, the man speaks again.

“So Morgan,” he says, all of his attention now directed at me. Every other guy in the room follows his lead and looks at me, their curiosity palpable. “That’s your name, isn’t it?”

“Um, yes?” I manage to squeak out. “Yes, it is.”

He nods.

“My name is Trek, and I lead this council. Do you know why you’re here?”

I shrug, trying to look as if I’m calm and collected. “I guess because I’m in trouble or something?” I hedge, knowing full well that I broke a law.

Trek cocks his eyebrow. “Brax said that you breached our beaches without an invitation.”

It’s not a question. I decide to own up to it.

“Yes, I did leave the resort, but not to cause any trouble,” I state.

The man inclines his head slightly. “Well, you’ve caused it, whether you intended to or not. Our lands are protected, as I’m sure Brax explained to you.”

Brax smirks. “I told her so repeatedly, but Morgan’s a bit stubborn.” He flashes me a beautiful grin and I forget every other man in the room.

“Well, Morgan,” Trek continues, demanding our attention once more. “You’d better thank Brax for his protection, then. We take trespassing seriously here on Mirago. The standard punishment is death by drowning.”

I gasp audibly, panic setting in. “What?”

Trek shrugs.

“Yeah, Mirago believes in capital punishment. Sorry I didn’t mention that earlier.”

My cheeks drain of color.

“I’m apologize. I was being stupid. Drowning isn’t necessary. I’ll just head back to La Mirage, and forget this ever happened. You’ll never see me again.”

But Trek flashes a dazzling smile. “Slow down. Don’t get your panties in a scrunch, sweetheart, because in the history of our community, we’ve neveractuallydrowned someone for crossing the border. But I will say that this is the first time Brax has requested that we invite a mainlander into a council meeting.”

I frown at my lover, confused by Trek’s words. “What is he talking about? I thought you said that they ordered you to bring me here.”

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