The sleek black car pulled up to the private terminal of the airport. Louis Grant stepped out first, his imposing figure instantly drawing the attention of the staff milling about. He rounded the car quickly, opening the door for Daisy, who stepped out with an air of grace, a soft smile on her face despite the storm of emotions swirling within her.

“Are you sure you’ve got everything?” Louis asked, his tone bordering on sharp as his hand rested on the small of her back. “Passports, security details, emergency contacts?”

Daisy chuckled softly, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “Yes, Louis. For the hundredth time, I’ve got everything....