LAILA'S POV
Dylan and I finally left the cabin that he had rented for us and we made our way to the airport. I hadn’t even considered the fact that he could have his private jet until I was inside it and sitting on the brown leather seat. If you had told me that any of the things that were happening in my life right now would happen months ago I would have laughed in your face. Yet, here I was living what most materialistic girls probably dreamed about every night.
I was convinced that Dylan was the dream of every woman out there in the world. All women wanted to be loved and Dylan knew how to do it right. Dylan was a professional when it came to expressing his love and commitment to me. For a while, I considered being mated to him a curse in my life but I would be lying if I said being
