Chapter 11

Nicklaus POV:

I finished my glass of wine and decided to get some work done. I picked up my laptop and continued working on the ongoing project. I looked at Elena with my side eyes, and she avoided my gaze.

I could not remember the last time I was ignored, especially by a lady. It had never happened, and I couldn't understand why Elena was avoiding me even though the flight attendant was shooting her shot with me. Who wouldn't want a wealthy and handsome billionaire like myself?

I didn't even know if I should be amused by it or mad at her for ignoring me.

I focused on my laptop and continued working. I heard some noise, and Elena stirred in her seat. She was acting as if she were uncomfortable, and she kept tossing around in her sleep.

That's when I realised that she was truly uncomfortable and needed a proper rest. She must have been very tired and stressed.

I loosened my seatbelt and walked up to her, then slowly took off her seatbelt. I gently carried her to the bedroom at the back of the jet and laid her there.

I took out the small napkin from the table stand and cleaned the sweat on her forehead and neck. I found myself drawn to her, and I kept staring at her.

She looked very beautiful, even in her sleep. Then she snorted lightly with her parted lips. I quietly removed my hand to stand up, but she stirred and grabbed me. I leaned in close to her.

“Please don't leave. Caleb,” she said in her sleep. That's when I figured that she was having a nightmare. I became angry that she was dreaming of another guy when I was taking care of her. If there is anybody she would be dreaming about right now, it should be me.

I slowly removed my hand, but she held it tightly, which made me lose balance, and I almost fell on her.

How would I be her husband if she was still thinking of another man?

I slowly removed my hands and walked up to my seat. No woman has ever been with me and dreamt or thought of another guy. It has never happened.

What on earth is wrong with Elena? Doesn't she find me attractive enough to forget about her ex-boyfriend or whatever he was to her?

I kept questioning myself as I kept tapping on the laptop keyboard. I clenched my jaw, and I could feel my anger rising. I never like it when I am angry. It makes me lose control of myself.

Immediately, I dropped the laptop on the table and rested in the seat. I placed my hands on my face and let out a frustrated groan.

I allowed myself to relax and looked through the window for the rest of the flight, trying to take my mind off Elena.

After a few hours, we arrived in the Bahamas.Elena wasn't awake yet, so I stood up from my chair and walked into the bedroom. I slowly tapped her on the shoulder and said, “Elena, Elena!” I called.

She stirred in her sleep, turned to the other side of the bed, and hugged the pillow tightly. She must be so exhausted. Didn't she get enough sleep last night? She had been falling asleep at every chance she had. First, it was in the car; now it was on the plane.

I noticed her features and slowly removed the strand of hair from her face. She is indeed beautiful. I shook my head and returned to reality.

“Elena, we are here. Wake up.” I spoke, and my voice was firm.

She woke up immediately, and our eyes met. Our faces were a few inches away from each other, and I could feel her warm breath against my skin.

Our eyes were fixed on each other for a moment, and I pulled away and broke the silence.

“We’re here,” I said, and I got up to leave. She hurriedly got up from the bed and followed me from behind.

In my head, I slapped myself in the face repeatedly as I fought with myself so hard. She looks so beautiful, and I cannot allow myself to fall for her. No way.