His queen

Olivia exhaled heavily, hugging her shoulders to keep warm. She relaxed as the helicopter was descending, ready to land. She wasn't used to this kind of life, it seemed Pedro had something planned out. It was the morning when Pedro woke her up to something like that. We are going somewhere private.

Nothing new about his dominating side, having had a long night, she chose to go with him.

Hence, as soon as the helicopter landed, Pedro was the first one to jump out and extended his hand to help her out. This was the first time Olivia was feeling nervous, everything about he scared her. His penetrating gaze, his protectiveness, frightened her. Looking up, Olivia was greeted by the waves of the sea and the cold breeze blowing.

“You are okay,” he muttered as soon as she got off, and the man wrapped his arm around her waist, slamming her against his hard frame.

“I'm… I'm okay, but…” she stuttered, tucking a few strands of hair blown over her face by the strong wind from the helicopter.

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