#Chapter97

Ever dashing in my three piece poker pant suit sauntering alongside Elijah who laces our fingers together walking to the awaiting black jet. My strap heel echoes in the private strip, his men scattered everywhere on alert but his personal bodyguards, Ivan and Kirill walk behind us with the bags as we board the jet. The champagne decorated interior radiates a soothing relief to my eyes admiring the beautiful plane, Elijah guides me to sit down bending on a knee to my front unknotting my shoes while massaging each feet. Aww, can he be anymore cute? I chuckle unaware snapping his sexy face to me looking at me questionably....