Amora's pov
The drive to the airport didn't take long and immediately the driver pulls over, a group of three formally dressed men walk towards us and take our bags out of the car trunk and into the jet sitting majestically before my eyes.
My jaws drop as I stare at the name boldly imprinted on the wings of the jet "Kane" I whisper as I rub my eyes to make sure I'm not seeing things
"Are you coming down or?" He asks as he opens my side of the car and stretches out his hand to me.
I slowly place my petite palm in his, and he leads me into the jet.
"You own a private jet, too?" I ask with my eyes still glistening in unbelief and shock.
"Let's just say I happen to own a few things other than my mansion and all the cars in my garage and three other estates around town.." he says, and I
