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BELLA’S POV

I sat in the back seat of the car, with Moreno sitting beside me. Antonio was driving, while Mateo sat in the front passenger seat. The huge bodyguard followed behind us in one of the other cars, accompanied by his fellow bodyguards. I couldn't help but wonder why Moreno felt the need for such heavy security. There was no way this was just about protecting me. There had to be more to it.

We arrived at the private jet, and Mateo and Moreno got out to check the surroundings before I was allowed to get out of the car. I couldn't help but roll my eyes at how ridiculous the whole thing seemed. With all these bodyguards around, what was the point of going through such elaborate security checks?

As we walked to the private jet, Moreno’s eyes darted around, scanning the area as if he were expecting an attack at any moment.

The more I thought about it, the more I realized that Moreno’s paranoia seemed to be making things more dangerous, not less. If he truly thought I was in danger