Transformation Of You
Elena Davis,
Pushing him over the bed, I ran towards the door of the bedroom and jerked open the door, draining my blood from the veins as I was standing the private jet in mid air.
It was huge, having a cream interior highlighted with brown decoration filled with all facilities. There are two way seating seating arrangements for a few people on both sides of the plane leaving a wide space to walk between them. It was eyes widening beautifully but looking at it only tears gathered in my eyes as I realised my freedom was snachted from me that second, that every bond and every pull towards my people felt fading. This man broke me from my friends, my family, my only closed ones.