Cassandra Petrova:-
The plane landed on a tiny island covered by dark sky full of stars, and I still hadn’t gotten anything out of Eliseo. I stepped out barefoot onto the warm wooden dock, now wearing a soft, champagne-colored slip dress that hugs my body. The ocean breeze moved my hair as I took in my surroundings. No paparazzi. No staff. No one. Just silence… and him.
He walked up behind me without his jacket, his sleeves rolled up, and his shirt only halfway fastened. His skin showed a bit of nice olive color, and his chest nicely filled out his shirt.
"Where the hell are we?" I asked while folding my arms across my body.
"Somewhere no one can hear you scream," he smiled as he said, winking at the other person.
I rolled my eyes. "Charming."
He put his hand in mine and slowly walke
