Anna's pov.
"Matt, where are we going?" I asked him, looking at the chopper in front of me. I had become annoyed. He hadn't told me yet. I was curious because he didn't choose his private jet but a chopper. Where could he be taking me? Not that I didn't trust him, but I couldn't bear the suspense anymore.
"Have some patience, sugar. You will know soon," he replied, smirking at me.
I threw my hand in the air in frustration that I was going on my honeymoon, and I didn't know where I would spend three days. Okay, I understood that he wanted to surprise me, but he could give me a hint.
Matteo helped me to step into the chopper.
It took off and, after some time, I found us flying above the sea. I looked at him and narrowed my eyes, but he only smiled.
After an hour, the chopper landed on
