CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY THREE: WELL DESERVED HONEYMOON

As Tiana felt the soft fabric of the blindfold gently caress her skin, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of trepidation wash over her. What was Adrian planning? Where was he taking her? The questions swirled relentlessly in her mind, but she knew better than to voice them aloud. With a resigned sigh, she allowed herself to be enveloped in darkness, surrendering to the uncertainty that lay ahead. After what felt like an eternity, the blindfold was finally removed, revealing a sight that left Tiana speechless. Before her stood a luxurious private jet, gleaming in the sunlight with an air of opulence that took her breath away. Tiana’s eyes widened in astonishment as she took in her surroundings, her mind struggling to comprehend the reality of her situation. “Adrian, what’s going on?” Tiana’s voice trembled with uncertainty as she turned to face him, her eyes searching his for answers. But Adrian remained stoically silent, his expression unreadable as he gestured for Tiana to boa