The Billionaire And His One Night Stand

New York, Sebastian

The private jet soared through the clear, blue sky, and the hum of the engines provided a comforting backdrop to our journey. Mia and I were on our way to our honeymoon destination, and I couldn’t help but smile as I watched her sip on her apple juice.

“Where are we going?” she asked, her curiosity getting the better of her after a few sips.

I leaned in, a mischievous glint in my eyes. “That’s a secret,” I whispered, my voice carrying a playful undertone. “You’ll see once we’re there.”

Mia let out an exasperated sigh, her curiosity clearly piqued. “Ugh,” she groaned, leaning back in her chair. “Bella said the same while packing for me.” Bella, my trusted confidante, was the only one who knew the destination, as I had asked her to pack for Mia in secret to keep the surprise intact.

I chuckled, my amusement evident. “Don’t be so impatient,” I teased, unable to resist a playful banter.

Mia, always one to wear her heart on her sleeve, let out an exaggerated sigh. “I’m craving something sweet,” she admitted, her lips forming a pout that I found utterly endearing.

I couldn’t help but chuckle at her eagerness. “I know your cravings for sugary things,” I confessed. She had mentioned her love for sweets during a phone conversation a few days ago, which had given me an idea.

With a smirk, I reached into my pocket and pulled out a bag of candy, offering it to her. Mia’s eyes widened in delight as she took in the unexpected treat.

“Oh my God, you came prepared,” she exclaimed, her voice filled with both surprise and joy. I couldn’t help but laugh at her reaction, and a playful banter began to unfold between us.

“I have to make sure my wife is happy on our honeymoon,” I replied with a wink, emphasizing the word “wife” to remind her of the exciting journey we were embarking on.

Mia playfully rolled her eyes, her fingers delving into the bag of candy. “You really know how to spoil me,” she said, her tone teasing.

“I aim to please,” I responded, taking the opportunity to lean in closer, my lips brushing against her cheek for a sweet and lingering kiss.

Mia smiled, the candy forgotten for the moment, as we exchanged affectionate glances. It was moments like these, filled with laughter and playfulness, that made our relationship so special.

With Mia comfortably settled in her seat, the bag of candy had been devoured, and the soothing hum of the plane had created a tranquil ambiance. I took advantage of the time to focus on some work that required my attention. The honeymoon would be a time to relax and unwind, but there were tasks that needed my input before we could fully immerse ourselves in leisure.

Even though I was technically away from the office, the marvels of modern technology allowed me to stay connected. Meetings were held via video calls, emails were exchanged, and decisions were made, ensuring that business continued smoothly. I was determined to wrap up a deal tonight to ensure our honeymoon was stress-free.

While Mia slept soundly, I worked diligently, focusing on the task at hand. The minutes slipped away as I delved into the details, my mind fully immersed in the project. The effort was a labor of love, a desire to ensure that our time together would be as enjoyable and stress-free as possible.

As I put the final touches on my work, a sense of satisfaction washed over me. I had achieved what I set out to do, and now I could fully devote my attention to the journey ahead.

Just as I finished, the flight attendant arrived, bringing in the exquisite in-flight meal. The aroma of the food was enticing, and I couldn’t help but smile, my appetite stirred. Mia was still sleeping, so I made the decision to ask the attendant to serve her meal later. I began to savor the meal that had been laid out before me.

The dish was a culinary delight, with a hearty portion of creamy mashed potatoes, succulent chicken, and perfectly roasted Brussels sprouts. The flavors danced on my palate, and I relished each bite as I also enjoyed a refreshing cocktail.

It wasn’t long before Mia began to stir, her eyelids fluttering open as she slowly woke from her nap. I couldn’t help but grin as I watched her come to, feeling a sense of contentment at her peaceful slumber.

“Well, hello there, sleeping beauty,” I greeted her, my voice filled with affection and amusement.

Mia blinked, her gaze adjusting to her surroundings, and then her eyes landed on my empty plate. Her first words, spoken with a mock expression of hurt, were, “You ate without me.”

I chuckled, thoroughly entertained by her reaction. I reached for the button to summon the flight attendant, ready to bring in Mia’s meal and clear my empty plate.

“I couldn’t wait any longer,” I admitted, my voice lighthearted. “But don’t worry, your meal is on its way.”

Mia let out a playful huff, her expression a mix of playful annoyance and genuine amusement. “I can’t believe you’d betray me like this,” she teased, a twinkle of mirth in her eyes.

The flight attendant arrived with Mia’s meal, and I thanked her as the delectable dish was placed before my wife.

As Mia started to enjoy her meal, I couldn’t help but admire the way she lit up when the flavors met her taste buds. Her happiness was infectious, and her playfulness was a reminder of why I loved her so much.Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

As Mia finished her meal, we were approaching the final moments of our journey. The private jet was steadily descending, and the anticipation of our honeymoon destination had reached its peak. We prepared for landing, securing our belongings, and fastening our seatbelts.

Mia, a sense of excitement and wonder twinkling in her eyes, turned her gaze towards the window. The view that met her eyes left her momentarily breathless. Her voice, filled with awe and surprise, broke the momentary silence.

“We are in the Maldives,” she gasped.