Alina pov
I woke up early for our business-class flight. After getting ready, I packed all my clothes and went downstairs..
Outside, the driver was putting our luggage into the car. Mr. Parker stood nearby, talking on the phone with one of his business partners. Even without looking at me, his presence felt heavy, like he controlled everything around him—including me. We stepped inside the car, and I knew the trip was finally coming to an end. But the memories we made were still warm and vivid. I had brought some small gifts for my friends back home. They were eagerly waiting for me.
We boarded the plane and before I knew it, the plane had landed. The entire time, Mr Parker and I barely spoke. I slept throughout the journey while he stayed busy answering emails and working on his lapto
