Vacation Over

{ Jae }

On the fifth day of my honeymoon, I wake up with a hardcore hangover and an annoying sound bursting my eardrums. I groan and get out of bed to look for what's making that noise.

It's my phone. My mother calling me.

"Yes?"

"Where are you?" she asks in that particular tone she uses when she's asking something she already knows and just wants to confirm. She must know I left the pack, but I don't think she knows my exact location.

"Bora Bora, why?" I ask, looking at Jessy's naked body, still asleep on the bed. I leave the room so she doesn't overhear the conversation. I walk out through our balcony and down the stairs to the private beach, "If you need me for something regarding work, talk about it with my assistant.”

"You left Anya a prisoner in the house while you're on a fucking vacation?!" She exclaims, sounding angrier than I expected after I've agreed to everything they've asked of me.

"Well, yes. I need people to think she's with me," I explain and walk over to dip my fee