STELLA
The plane flight is awkward. I pretend to look at all the super interesting clouds in the window, and Cain pretends that we are deeply in love. The flight attendant brought us champagne, and if looks could kill, I would be so dead. I guess he was f*****g her from time to time. Typical for private plane owners, really.
“Can I help you with anything, Mr Russel? I am very eager to fulfil your every wish!” the girl bends towards him, showing off her impressive cleavage and smiling smugly at me.
Oh, be my guest, dear! Take him all you want! Because I for sure don’t!
“All my wishes are fulfilled with my beautiful fiancée here,” Cain says coldly, caressing my hand, “Darling, do you want anything?”
“I’m good,” I turn back towards the window again. I guess the show is over. But as soo
