Shyla’s P.O.V.

“Don’t worry, you’ll be fine, Kitten.”

When Maddox told me about the vacation, I was excited, thinking that we would have a long road trip. As he owned the island, we could enjoy the journey on the cruise ship as well, but the morning of our trip scared me out of wits.

Instead of going by road, Maddox had arranged a private jet!

Like what the hell!

He knew that I had limited experience with going out, and he ignored my inconvenience.

How dare he?

Balling my fist, I punched his shoulder,

“I am not going, Maddox. Go alone!”

Standing outside the castle, I didn’t pay any heed...