Rena’s pov

We both traveled back to Paris and the journey felt like heaven, he had ordered his private jet to pick us up. The journey was smooth and sweet. We made love in the jet, the moments were fun and unforgettable.

We arrived at Paris in no time. I went straight to Raymond’s penthouse. His house smelled of absence but still feels welcoming.

I picked up my phone, only to find my dad’s message.

“How is Raymond doing? Is he okay?”

I was shocked to see that he didn't even ask about my whereabouts.

“Dad asked if you're doing okay,” I said.

His face widened in shock before he...