Arya must have slept for a long time because when her eyes opened, she was in her husband’s arms as he carried her in bridal style to the car. “Hey, sleepy head. Are you feeling okay?”, Leonardo asked. She yawned and blinked a couple of times. “Yeah, we are already here. Where are we exactly?”, she asked. “France”, he drawled casually. Arya’s attention was all focused on him now. France was an exquisite choice for a relaxing and romantic getaway. Renowned for its unparalleled romance, France offers stunning landscapes, world-class cuisine and a rich cultural heritage. They could explore the charming streets of Paris, enjoy serene moments in the Loire Valley's chateaux or indulge in the luxurious tranquility of the French Riviera. Its beauty, history, and gastronomy makes it a perfect place for a couple seeking romance and relaxation. “I have always wanted to come to France. I hear it’s very romantic”, she said. As they got to the car, a security guard held the door

Arya felt a thousand times lighter after their passionate sex session. She was currently seated at the dining table with Leonardo, staring at her appetizer. It was French onion soup, which is a rich onion soup with a toasted bread and melted cheese on top. It looked too delicious to eat. “I hope you like it, chèrie”, Colette, the housekeeper of the beach house said. Normally, Leonardo would love to be alone with his wife but, she was pregnant and Colette could fill the role of a midwife, as she is originally a mid wife, housekeeper and cook. Colette was initially hired for her midwife duties but she took one look at Arya and decided to make their meals. “Colette, this looks too good to eat”, Arya cried. “But you have eat it all, ma chèrie. You need to eat well for the little one too”, Colette answered in her thick French accent. “And this is why I chose Colette. I can be sure you’d eating well if I ever have to step out alone”, Leonardo chirp

Carls and Maria sat in the office alone this time as Rico had businesses to take care of. “What the fuck? How do we go about our plans?”, Maria asked. “Well, I don’t know”, Carls retorted. “It’s not like we can go find them in France”, she said. Carls rubbed his chin for a while before speaking. “What if we bring them back?”, he asked. “Oh, you mean call them and ask them to come back so I can kill Arya while you bring down Leonardo? We both know that won’t work”, she rolled her eyes at his suggestion. “Watch how you speak to me, woman”, Carls sneered. “You are not my boss”, Maria threw back. “We may be partners but you’re just a woman, don’t try to be on my bad side”, he said. “Well, that’s your problem. My problem is your bitch daughter”, Maria said and took a drink from her glass. “My idea still stands. We can use her mother or brothers against them to bring them back”, Carls suggested. Maria gave it a thought. The fact that Carls wa

WARNING: THIS EPISODE CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT AND MAY BE TOO SENSITIVE FOR SOME READERS. SONG RECOMMENDATIONS: GET YOU BY DANIEL CAESAR AND KALI UCHIS Arya loved Jamaica. Leonardo had booked the most expensive resort for her pleasure. Not like she cared. All she wanted was alone time with her man. The Estate Homes exuded a blend of traditional Caribbean charm and contemporary luxury. The home was spacious, featuring expansive bedrooms, each elegantly furnished and with ensuite bathrooms that included both showers and bathtubs. Large, airy living spaces opened up to beautiful outdoor areas, where lush gardens and private pools invited relaxation under the sun. The architecture featured a high ceiling and large windows, maximizing natural light and views of the ocean or tropical gardens. The private terrace or balcony provided serene spots for morning coffee or evening cocktails along with a pool, while the state-of-the-art kitchens were a chef’s dream, fully equipped

The tension was evident. He didn’t have a good feeling about this Omar guy. “He’s not at fault here. If anything, he has been trying to get me to eat so bad”, Arya said with a low chuckle. Leonardo looked at Omar before leaning down so only Arya could hear what he was about to say. “Don’t you find it odd that he doesn’t talk?”, he asked. “Oh no, we’ve been talking for a while now”, she whispered back. And stopped in his presence, okay, that was something. “I don’t have a good feeling about him”. “Oh come on, he’s harmless”, she said. “I should know these things. My gut feelings when it comes to your safety is always right, mama”, he said in a hushed tone. If he was right, which he always was, letting Omar hear them will drive him off. “This isn’t the mafia. Can’t a girl enjoy a little vacation without having to deal with all this mafia bullshit?”, Arya lost her cool. Leonardo was dumbfounded. Arya lost her cool and it was nothing he’s seen before. “Ary