chapter 5
He leaned back in his seat, undoing the first two buttons of his black shirt. A soft sigh escaped his lips as the flight attendant offered wine, which he declined
His fingers tapped restlessly on the armrest.
He hated flying.
But for Aster?
He would do it ten times over
bodyguards
Sir, (his bodyguard leaned in, voice low) You’re sure this is a good idea? You’ve never met him in person. What if he—
Leonhart Devereux
Leon's sharp glare silenced him
Leonhart Devereux
I trust him
bodyguards
(The guard hesitated)He’s related to Virelia Vale. That woman’s... insane
Leonhart Devereux
smiled to himself
He had done all his research. He knew who Aster was. Who his sister was. What company they ran. He even knew what brand of perfume Aster wore. He wasn’t flying blind. No he was walking straight into obsession with his eyes open
Leonhart Devereux
He’s perfect (murmured, eyes flicking back to his phone) Everything about him is perfect
Leonhart Devereux
But what he didn’t know was Aster had planned for this. Every call, every emoji, every sulky little "you forgot me" text designed to pull
Leon wasn’t arriving as a surprise He was arriving right on cue
And Aster? He’d already picked the wine Already laid the trap
Leonhart Devereux
I’m going to kiss him( whispered to himself) And then I’m never letting go
Leonhart Devereux
The clouds outside looked soft, harmless But love at 36,000 feet was rarely safe And neither was Aster Vale
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