After One Night
Third Person’s POV
“Jordan, baby, I’m so happy we got married. You’ve made me the happiest woman alive. I love you to the moon and back.” Fiona’s voice came out in hushed whispers as she poured wine into Jordan’s glass and settled herself on his lap, her perfume wrapping around him like a trap he couldn’t escape.
They had arrived at Flamingo, the five-star hotel Jordan had rented out entirely for their honeymoon. Fiona had made it her mission to have her husband to herself, away from the world, away from excuses.