Last price: Chapter Nine

The story of the elephants

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In the morning Shanti had gone. But her scent of rose and sandalwood remained on his skin, a souvenir of their long nocturnal embraces.

Considering the devastating beauty of Shanti, Alex couldn’t quite believe that his mind had really worked over his matter and that his mind had prevented the disastrous from occurring. The prospect of death by Durga…