The next day Amir and Serena had booked themselves for a honeymoon to Venice. Her bags had been packed beforehand by Laiba. They left the palace in the morning for the airport. Amir had his private jet ready.
Serena and Amir were inseparable. They sat holding hands. Serena asked Amir, how many hours the flight would take to reach from Amman to Venice. He lovingly replied that they would reach in about 3 hours and 49 minutes.
They were sitting so close that the heat of her body penetrated his suit and drove him half-mad with want. Without a second thought, he reached over and turned her to face him. "You are beautiful. Beautiful as the stars. Do you know that Habibi?"
"Right." She chuckled.
"I am serious." Transfixed, mesmerized, he lifted one of her dangling curls, winding it around
