Third Person's POV
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'All the passengers are requested to put on their seat belts. We will be landing shortly. It was nice to have you all aboard. We hope to see you again." The pilot announced, on which Zayden looked at Grace. Who was sleeping peacefully with her head on his shoulders?
Zayden wanted to bring Grace with his personal plane, but then she wanted to enjoy everything as a normal human being rather than being treated like a billionaire's wife.
'Sweetheart! Wake up! Come on now." Zayden whispered softly in her ear. Grace yawned lazily and looked out of the window. She was thrilled by the sight. The runway was visible from the height they were at now. It was 7 in the morning. And she could clearly see the land and the greenery that was engulfed by the large mass of blue.