CHAPTER 6: Paris for a Honeymoon

I stepped down from the airplane. I can really feel that we are now out of the country, the air and atmosphere feel different.

We are now in Paris.

I was just looking outside the window of the car, admiring the view. The excitement and happiness I felt at this moment were immeasurable. I noticed that the car stopped. As I stepped outside the car, my jaw dropped, seeing how big the house was in front of me.

“You own this?” I glanced at Killian who was just on my side. I still couldn’t believe it.

“Yeah,” he responded shortly and started walking towards the house.

I immediately followed him. Stepping inside, I was greeted by the warm, rich scent of aged wood and polished leather. I was welcomed by the beautiful interior of the house. There was a big chandelier in the high ceiling.

I felt someone pulling my waist making me yelp. It’s Killian, he is on my back.

“Watch your step,” he whispered in his deep firm voice.

I was so distracted by admiring the interior that I didn’t n