Power, Love, and Promise (COMPLETED)

Christmas Moments

As they wrapped up their final morning in the Maldives, the couple felt a bittersweet mix of emotions. Selena took one last stroll along the powdery white beach, soaking in the beauty of the sun-kissed paradise that had been their home for the past week. Frey joined her, their fingers intertwined, both reluctant to leave the idyllic surroundings behind.

As they returned to their villa to pack, Selena's phone buzzed with a notification. It was a message from Frey's assistant, alerting them about the weather back in London. "Looks like a snowstorm is expected," she read aloud, concern creeping into her voice. "They're saying it might cause delays for commercial flights."

Frey frowned, glancing out at the ocean one last time. "We can't risk getting stuck at the airport in that. Let's call for the jet."

Selena's eyes lit up at the suggestion. "Are you sure? I don't want to be a bother."

"It's our honeymoon, love," he replied, squeezing her hand reassuringly. "I want to make sure we get home without any hassle."

With a quick call to Frey's assistant, the arrangements were made. They packed up their belongings and headed to the small airstrip nearby, excitement bubbling between them. As they approached the waiting private jet, its sleek silhouette stood against the bright blue sky, a stark contrast to the white sands of the Maldives.

The plush interior invited them back into the world they knew so well, with sumptuous leather seats and ambient lighting creating an atmosphere of luxury. They settled in comfortably, and as the plane soared through the skies, they shared snippets of their adventure, reliving their skydiving thrills and underwater dinners.

Frey pulled out his phone, scrolling through the photos he had captured during their time at the Cora Cora Maldives. He showed Selena images of their unforgettable moments, his heart swelling with happiness at the sight of her joy. "Look at this one," he said, laughing as he pointed to a picture of them grinning widely after their skydiving experience, the ocean stretching out below them like a vast blue carpet.

Selena chuckled, leaning closer to him. "We really did that, didn't we? I can't believe how exhilarating it was."

Frey nodded, his expression softening as he looked into her eyes. "I'm glad we could share that moment together. It makes everything more special."

They boarded their private jet, the plush interior inviting them back to the world they knew so well. As the plane soared through the skies, they shared snippets of their adventure, reliving their skydiving thrills and underwater dinners. Frey even pulled out his phone again, and show Selena some more pictures he'd captured of them during their time at the Cora Cora Maldives, his heart swelling with happiness at the sight of her joy.

After a luxurious flight filled with laughter and whispered dreams, they touched down at London's Heathrow Airport. The brisk December air greeted them, a stark contrast to the warmth they had just experienced. The city was transformed into a winter wonderland, twinkling lights lining the streets and decorations adorning every corner.

As they drove through the city in Frey's sleek black car, Selena looked out the window, her heart swelling with affection for their home. "It's beautiful, isn't it?" she mused, watching as snowflakes began to fall, dusting the streets in a delicate layer of white.

Frey nodded, glancing at her with a warmth in his eyes. "It is. But it's even more beautiful now that we're together."

They arrived at their penthouse, stepping inside to the familiar comforts of home. The spacious rooms felt even cozier now, the soft glow of their holiday decorations greeting them. Selena set her bags down and immediately made her way to the window, watching the snowflakes dance in the air. "I love this time of year," she said softly.