Chapter 11

Eric

As I sat in my private plane, which was one of many to my name, Gabriel smiled as he sat opposite me. 

I sighed heavily before I said, "Spit it out." 

Gabriel smiled even wider. "Nothing," he said before he pursed his lips and looked elsewhere.

I growled as I looked at him, knowing I could take him in a fight. Granted, it would take a while seeing as he was a fucking good fighter. "Fuck off, Gabriel." The fucker.

He looked out of the window and into the starry night sky. "I wanted to ask you why we are going to Italy but then I figured it out." He looked at me as he crossed his arms. "You are going to see a particular brunette and can I just say you look good together. Give it a chance, Eric." He smiled gently.

I shook my head but I didn't deny his accusation. I was indeed going to see Sienna, but I was unsure as to why. I didn't even know who she was until we were wedded. But I felt a longing to see her and to be i