Romans & histoires 7 Minutes In Heaven Eren Yeager

"And put these on too, will help with the noise and it's a communicator too." Erin simply nodded and allowed herself to be securely strapped in, sliding on the headphones. She held herself as stiff as a board, not even flinching when the pilot slid the door shut. A moment later, the engine roared to life, the blades gathering momentum until the big bird lifted off. "ETA in fifteen minutes, boss." Keagan's voice came over the earpiece and Ethan nodded

Haylee approached him slowly from behind and whispered in his ear. "Go to your bedroom in fifteen minutes," she murmured in a seductive tone that the guy gulped instantly, feeling aroused at her voice. He turned around to look at her and she gave him a naughty wink before she went up the staircase. 'Fifteen minutes? Okay, fifteen minutes...' Niel mumbled inwardly while looking at the watch around his wrist. His focus on the movie he watched before had now shifted only to the time. He swore to God that was the longest fifteen minutes he ever felt.

Just like a loving couple. The world suddenly became quiet. The clock ticked away, like needles stabbing into my heart. During our seven years together, all those nights we'd embraced, his burning body entwined with mine. These memories had once made me certain this man was my destined Alpha, the faith I'd follow for life. Thinking of this, tears finally spilled from my eyes. I turned to close and lock the door, then walked into the bathroom. In the mirror, my curves were graceful, my tender skin still bearing Ethan's bite marks.

He slipped the phone back into his pocket and straightened his shoulders, his expression returning to its stiff, unreadable mask. There really was a mole. And he was standing right inside Damien’s walls. *...*...*...*...*...*... I slowly climb the stairs, heading over to our room. The second I push open the bedroom door, I see Heaven sitting up in bed, Eden cradled against her chest, his tiny fist curled around a lock of her hair while he sleeps. The soft glow of the bedside lamp turns her skin golden. She looks exhausted yet so very... beautiful. Her eyes snap to me and the worry in them melts the moment she realizes I’m in one piece.

A giant digital timer appeared on the tablet screen, glowing in the dark office. 05:00 04:59 The high-pitched whine from the floorboards increased, a piercing sound that made Rafferty’s teeth ache. "Let’s see how steady your heart is now," Ignatius whispered, leaning over Elena’s trembling body to look at Rafferty. "Five minutes, Raffy. Five minutes to tell her the truth about your mother, or we all go to heaven together." Rafferty stared at the timer. He stared at Elena’s terrified eyes. His chest felt like it was being crushed by a physical weight, his heart racing out of control.

Heaven wrapped itself around the two of them and held them tight for a moment of bliss. She hated that it was over, but happy it had happened. She wished she didn't have to wait for the next time she had him like this, but he had a plane to catch. Their ten minutes in heaven were up. “Time to get going,” she whispered, but she didn't move to help him up. She liked the feeling of his weight like a blanket on top of her. “Just five more minutes,” he muttered into her ear. “Don't make me use my mom voice,” she warned. He opened one eye and looked at her. She raised her chin up so she could look down her nose at him. “Ethan White, you get up and get on your plane right this instant.”

We got to to the airport and went to the private section, i started to prepare for the next 7hours flight to NewYork, we all took our seats while Damien started with work again I sunk deeper into the chair, glancing at Susan who seemed engrossed in the magazine, i sighed and shut my phone off and closed my eyes , i prepared for the next 7hours mentally as the plane took off.G

"Angelina, don't go! I won't let you go unless I’m dead or you’re married to someone else!" I ignored his pathetic screams. At the airport, my father’s private jet was already fueled up and waiting. "Angelina, over here!" I looked up to see my stepbrother, Damian. He pulled me into a warm, protective hug. "Is everything handled back there?" "Yeah. It’s done." "Good. Let’s go. I’ll show you the sunset in Miami. Our penthouse has the best view in the city." Later, we stood on the roof of the hotel, watching the sky turn into a palette of fire and gold. Damian reached out and took my hand.

I turned to the screen, and the sight of Erwin’s teary eyes is making me feel weak. “Please, mommy? I promise to be good. Please come home, I miss you so much. I want a mommy too…” his small, guilty voice is tearing my heart apart. “I’m sorry for shouting…I didn’t mean to be bad. I promise, mommy, if you come home, I will eat all my vegetables and nanny Lucy won’t have to force me to go to sleep.” “I…uhm…” Dang it. “…okay.” *** Why do we have to play seven minutes in heaven?!