Chapter 103

Celine’s POV

The crowd's frenzied energy intensified as our helicopter touched down at the airport, their excitement palpable as they caught sight of us. The security team struggled to keep the enthusiastic throng at bay, but it seemed like a losing battle.

"I'm sure pictures of this are already circulating online," I mused, as I stood before the private jet, emblazoned with my name and signature.

Ermanno's smile was affectionate as he gazed upon me, his pride evident.

"That's yours, sweetheart," Ermanno murmured, wrapping his arms around me from behind.

Confused, I turned to him, my expression a mix of surprise and incredulity. "Wait, really? That's my private jet?"

"All yours," he confirmed with a grin. "I wanted to get you something special for our honeymoon, and what better way than your own private jet?"

I was rendered speechless, the magnitude of his gift overwhelming me.

"Really?" I repeated, still struggling to comprehend his extravagant gesture.

"Yes, baby,"