Chapter 16

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"Wake up." Ezra whispers with his hand tapping me gently. I groan as I'm tired. "You can sleep on the way there." He stated before I jump into his arms. "It's honeymoon time." I grin. He kisses me and it is as perfect as I remember it. "Where are we going?" I question. "Thailand." He smirks.

We leave the house and a helicopter is parked on the drive. Of course he owned a helicopter. What does the mafia not own? "A helicopter?" I question shooting him a nervous look. "Flying in style." He smirks.

We head onto the helicopter and the view was amazing. We had another helicopter flying not too far behind us. I suddenly had a dropping in my stomach. I cuddle into him. He wraps his arms around me and realises that I'm shaking. "What's wrong Tesoro?" He puzzles. "I've never been in the sky before." I whisper.

Sickness fills my stomach and my head feels very light. "I don't feel too good." I say trying not to heave. He ordered the pilot to land and before I knew it he had flung the door open letting fresh air in. He placed his hand on my head, gently brushing his fingers through my hair. I stumble off of the helicopter with him following.

A strong grip holds my waist as I try to see straight. "Breathe baby, just breathe. I'm right here." His calm voice alerts me that I have started hyperventilating. I have an extreme fear of sick. I haven't been sick since I was a little child. I lean forward and throw up. He holds my hair and gently rubs my back. I ball my eyes out from the fear and the feeling of actually being sick.

Once I have finished being sick, he picks me up in his arms and sits me in the helicopter. "Wait here tesoro. I'll be back in a minute." He says before walking off to his bodyguards that surrounded the other helicopter. We are quite literally in the middle of a random field. I watch as they pull out a map. A few minutes later he walks back towards me.

"Tesoro, I need you to be brave for the next five minutes, can you do that?" He questions with a weary look in his eyes. I nod and before long the helicopter is back up in the air. My grip on him is so tight and I have my eyes shut. What felt like hours later, we landed on a road. A car is ready and waiting for us.

"How did you have a car here so quick?" I ask. "We are still in Italy mi amor, the country is surrounded by my men." He smirks. We get into the car and I fall asleep on his lap. Once we get to the coast we travel the rest by boat.

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