Chapter thirty eight

Selena

As the private jet touched down at Charles de Gaulle Airport in Paris, I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement mixed with a tinge of confusion. The airport seemed unusually crowded with an entourage of bodyguards stationed both inside and outside the terminal. I turned to Angel, a puzzled expression on my face.

"Angel, why do we need all these bodyguards?" I asked, my voice laced with curiosity. "I mean, I understand the need for security, but this seems like a lot."

Angel smiled reassuringly, his eyes filled with warmth. "Don't worry, my love," he said, gently squeezing my hand. "It's just a precautionary measure. We have some influential acquaintances here, and they want to ensure our safety during our stay in Paris."

His words brought a sense of calm to my racing mind. I trusted Angel implicitly, and if he said there was nothing to worry about, then I believed him. Together, we followed the lead of the bodyguards as they guided us through the bustling airport, skillfu