Elsewhere…
Early in the morning Xavier woke me up very rudely and meanly, even though I was still very sleepy. But he had grabbed my hand and said I had to get up asap, he took me to the car and we pulled up in front of a private jet, which I knew wasn't mine.
So whose? Is Xavier so rich that he can buy a private jet in a very short time? I don't know, I didn't talk much because from the start I was still sleepy. I only really realized when I was halfway there, when the smell of my smell inhaled the very delicious aroma of coffee.
My eyes opened and now near me there was Xavier who was busy reading something on his cellphone which he had always held in his hand from the start.
"Tell me, where exactly are we going?" I asked after making sure my brain and mind could receive the information correctly.
"Where are you going?" He even asked back, the thing I really don't like about a man.