18.

I could feel Davian’s gaze on my back as we finally entered the apartment we would be staying here in the Maldives for the duration of our so-called honeymoon.

The frown on my face hadn't disappeared since we boarded the private plane and it wasn't going anywhere soon. We had kept to ourselves during the entire flight and the atmosphere had been tense.

I didn't want to be here, in another country alone with him but I needed to see what it was he had here that I would be interested in as he bragged at the wedding venue.

“I need a drink” I announced immediately. I dropped my bag and myself on the white couch and let out a relieved sigh as I kicked the heels off my feet.

We didn't know who managed to leak out details but the paps had been waiting for us at the airport. Luckily, we used a private entrance and hangar so we dealt with none of them but it was still unnerving how easily they could get our details.

Davian said nothing but shrugged off his jacket before heading for the stocked