Chapter 11

I have never been so close to a helicopter in my life, and neither have I ridden in one before. My legs turned into jello as I climbed in, and I left sweaty handprints all over the cold leather seat.

I was worried I'd throw up or faint. Making a fool out of myself wasn't a nuisance in Cosimo's eyes, but I wanted to keep my cool and not ruin this adventurous day.

The driver, who was a boat captain, turned out to be also the copilot. I wouldn't be surprised if the man turned out to be also the chef and his masseur as well. He had chiseled features and always wore sunglasses, so he might very well be Cosimo's bodyguard. He fit the profile with his tall, buff figure.

I stared at the two, holding my breath as they carried out all the safety checks, looking like professional pilots with years of experience.

Cosimo rotated his seat a bit towards me and smiled.

"Non aver paura, signorina (don't be afraid, miss). It will be just a short ride," he said, his tone ringing full of enthus