Marina’s POV
Somehow, I was pulled into the back of the plan. I had heard about the ultra-rich having rooms built into their planes but I didn’t think I would ever witness it, live it. Sadly, my mind drifted to Charles. I had wondered if the company plane, they had was equipped this way too.
When we got into the room, the first thing I noticed was the rose petals on the bed. I stared at them harder than I should have. It wasn’t significant but the fact that actual roses were plucked in order for him to be romantic made me a bit annoyed. “Beau, I’m not having s*x with you on the plane.”
“I didn’t ask you to. I just want to lay with my wife.” He pulled me into the bed and held me tight. It was different. I felt as if he deeply held special feelings for me. “Beau? You think you’re a sly o
