Chapter 44

• The journey to the airport took us approximately 30 minutes; Reyhan looked stunning as usual, black jeans and a faded jeans shirt with a dark brown collar, a pair of sunglasses hanging from the slit of his shirt that was open at the top, while I was wearing jeans with a long-sleeved top with elastic at the bottom and at the top, which exposed my neck to my shoulders. Reyhan took my hand and kissed my fingers. It made me flutter; my Inner Goddess writhed seductively on her red sofa.
• “You ready for our honeymoon?” he asked with a look that could make the angels of heaven hysterical. I smiled and nodded with a shy face; my feelings were like flowers blooming in summer. I stared bewildered as Sam drove through the airport onto a deserted runway, and the car stopped. I rolled down the windshield by pressing the button on the door arm. A private jet parked a few steps from our car read Oslo Industry in dark blue on the fuselage in bold print. I was stunned, but instantly, I shivered; Reyhan was wealthy.
• “You’re so rich, Reyhan ,” I said as I exited the car with Reyhan opening the door.