A beach home

Chapter fourteen.

West

With a furious expression on my face, I crumpled up on my seat, in the jet. Not in the best state of mind, I didn't appreciate the luxuriousness and beauty of the jet all.

I was furious. What right did he have to send me on a ‘little trip?’ I snapped my fingers furiously, my heart swelling in fury as the seconds ticked by.

I fell into an angry sleep thirty minutes later.

When I finally came to, we'd landed at a tarmac. A posh looking car was already waiting, when I came out of the jet. The men Luca had assigned to accompany me, had cold looks on their face.

I harrumphed, and slid into the passenger's seat.

An hour later, and I was standing before a beautiful villa. I turned to the men who were about to leave.

“What's this place?” I asked irritably. Covered on all side by expanse of sand, the villa gave off the vibe of a beach home.

At a not too far distance, waves upon waves of water sounded. Scratch my earlier words, this was surely a beach ho