Book 2: Clearing the Air

Andrea’s POV

He didn’t reply, but smirked instead. Afterwards, I hardly got a chance to talk to him.

We boarded Zion’s private jet three hours later, ready to fly home. A sense of completeness engulfed me after years of upheaval. I felt like I was finally going home with my boys. I sat down, feeling lethargic after succeeding in my mission. The twins were still bursting with energy, although it was well past their bedtime. I let them enjoy with their father.

“Wow! Is this jet yours, dad?” asked Adrian, inspecting every nook and corner with Zion.

“Yes, but now it’s ours.” He glanced in my direction, and I smiled at him, watching him interact with the twins. We really looked like a happy family! At that moment when our eyes connected, I felt the sparks of electric charge get transmitted between us. I was dying to feel his lips on mine after his heartfelt confession! I knew he did too, his gaze sweeping over me briefly.

“Did you make this,