Chapter 78
- GISELLE
- "I was made when I turned eleven," Nicholas said out of the blue, drawing my attention away from the magazine in my hands.
- We were in his jet, and words couldn't describe how beautiful and expensive it looked. Black buttery soft leather seats with gold accents here and there. I hadn't explored the entire jet yet, but Nicholas informed me there was a cabin and mini-kitchen/bar at the back.