Chapter 42

The reality finally started to sink in. She might be going miles away without informing Grandma, her club manager, and taking nothing with her.

Murat chuckled, inching closer to her. “To somewhere where it will be just me and you, darling,” he whispered huskily.

Selina smiled. “Don’t you think it would have been better if you had given me a day’s notice, at least to pack some stuff?” she complained.

The air hostess brought their drinks and placed them in front of them. “Anything else?” she politely asked, but a dismissive wave of Murat’s hand was enough for her to scurry away.

“If I had informed you, what would have been the surprise then?” Murat chugged a sip of his drink.

“Plus, I don’t think you will need a lot of clothing there!” he winked.

“Pervert,” Selina muttered behind her smile, sipping her drink slowly.

Murat’s eyes watched as her luscious lips softly touched the brim of the glass, igniting his hormones. Without a second thought,