The Unshackled Queen: Never Say Never by Gilbert Soysal

She found it curious that only men were stripped of their coats, their privacy laid bare, while women sailed through unchecked.

Curiosity tugged at her, but before she could delve deeper, Winston’s voice reached her ears.

“Don’t Linger.

It’s our turn.

”

The bodyguard, his eyes narrowed with suspicion, examined their credentials.

A flicker of recognition passed through his gaze, then with a curt nod, he ushered them aboard.

But as Hannah stepped onto the opulent deck, a familiar face, half-hidden in the crowd, sent a jolt through her.

Her brow furrowed, a memory stirring at the edge of her consciousness.

“What is it?” Winston asked, his voice laced with concern.

“What did you see?”

For a moment, the figure seemed to be Caleb.

narrowed

vanished in a flicker of

crisp, polite

sir and madam, please allow

his hand

first, handing over their

announced, “Your rooms are on the third

”

check the

firm as a ship’s anchor, tugged Hannah back to the

murmured her acquiescence and trailed after him into the shimmering elevator, the world

entering a floating Xanadu, a glittering oceanside suburb for the

a leviathan of luxury, a castle of chrome and glass

two-floored haven of plush

French windows, the sea danced, a tapestry of shimmering turquoise and emerald, casting the

to inhabiting a submerged palace, one where the tide lapped at the very threshold of

his tone both deferential and informative, “are for our esteemed

houses the spa sanctuary, where tranquility reigns

floor invites you to embrace the

floor boasts a playground of aquatic delights, while the ninth floor

a curated emporium for those