Twenty Eight

I put the sunglasses on my eyes, and the strong wind was the first to greet me when I got off the private plane of El Devar, the wide plane landing I saw and my gaze moved at Zech who was heading to where I was, behind him were two men in suits and with an earpiece on their ear connected to the black wire on the right of them.

He's wearing a business suit, and there's a smile set on his face. I went downstairs, and when he got closer I was already down. I tucked in the strands of my hair, yet the wind let it loose.

“Welcome aboard, Queenie,” he greeted me.

The happiness was not on me anymore after an hour of talking with his grandparents before I left the Villa. “Welcome your face, Zech! You just left me and went here without me!” I said full annoyance to him and gave him a sharp look if only his face had disappeared.

Earlier my chest was throbbing with annoyance. Talking to his grandparents, I almost admitted that I immediately thought of an answer to their questions. And some questi