As we stepped off the jet, the warm breeze caressed my skin, and the ocean's scent mingled with exotic flowers filled my lungs. I closed my eyes, drinking in the beauty around us. Carlton's arm encircled my waist, his touch a gentle reminder of his presence.
I opened my eyes to find a dozen attendants waiting for us, their crisp white shirts and tailored pants a stark contrast to the relaxed atmosphere. They formed a line, their smiles warm and inviting, but Carlton's expression remained stoic, his eyes fixed on some point ahead.
"Quite the welcome party," I said, trying to break the tension. He raised an eyebrow, his gaze never leaving the horizon. "You'll get used to it, you're my wife now, " he said curtly. I pushed aside the flutter in my chest, focusing on the attendants bustling ar
