The Private Jet

Isabella POV

I groaned when I started to hear constant knocking against the door and I slowly rolled over in the bed, stretching my hands.

Then I felt something hard, so my hand started to wander around and I realized I was touching his abs when I opened my eyes.

I looked beside me to see Justin in the bed and he was peacefully sleeping on his back with his lips slightly parted.

When I was about to poke his sleeping face, the door was being knocked.

I slowly stood up from the bed and I entered the living room to approach the exit doors of the penthouse.

I opened the door and I saw Noah with five unknown men in suits standing behind him.

My two personal bodyguards were also standing at the door.

I diverted my attention to Noah while the unfamiliar men stared at me in silence.

"Good morning, Mrs. Martinez. Is your husband inside?" Noah greeted me with a phone in his hand.

I slowly nodded.

"Give me a second and you all can wait in the living room." I said while I gave them a path