The last time Amira flew to Spain, she did it in business class - which had been a first for her - and now for her second time to Spain, she was going by a private jet - which was also a first for her. Not to mention that in Spain, she did get to lose her V-card… even if she were not to marry Xavier, Spain would always have a special place in her heart.
No matter what happens, I’ll come out of this as a changed woman, she told herself as they were told they could roam the plane after take-off.
As to be expected, the inside was almost scandalously luxurious. But she didn’t expect anything less from Xavier. He was after all a proud and renowned businessman and a hotel-chain owner.
“Would you like something to drink, princesa?” Xavier asked.
“Juice would be lovely,” she answered witho
