Chapter Twenty Five

I looked around my private jet and noticed Anne and Marya with their headphones on, busy watching some Disney movie and comfortably sprawled on the plush seats. There were many seats empty although my private jet wasn't very huge, still I chose to quitely sit beside Noah. He too had headphones on and was listening to music, his eyes shut peacefully.

The jet was flying smoothly till now, but suddenly it started shaking. My breath hitched and my heart skipped a beat. I started to panic, but I tried to maintain my composure like a decent princess.

"Scared?" I looked beside me and saw Noah glancing at his hand. I too looked down and then realized that my nails dug deep in his hand, threatening to draw blood and I was holding his hand very tightly.

"I-erm . . . well, sorry about that," I muttered and quickly released my grip.

"Ma'am, the weather is a little bad. Hope you're not feeling uncomfortable, sorry for the inconvenience," the pretty attendant apologised gingerly and I waved my hand