The Accidental Wife (Emily and Julian)

Five months later...

We're on a plane now that is about to take us on our dream vacation. It's a trip that we were supposed to take last year, but due to some incidents that were completely out of our hands, we couldn't go.

I'm so excited to explore Italy with Silas. It's not just Italy that we plan on exploring. We decided to expand our trip and we plan on going to Italy, Spain and France.

When we started to plan for this trip again, I was scared that something else might happen and it would be ruined for me forever. To get me to be optimistic, Silas decided to add France and Spain to the list, so the big change would erase any bad luck I unintentionally connected the trip to in my head.

"You really love pampering me, don't you?" I grin as we both step inside his family's private jet. I have been on private jets before, but this is my first time on a private jet with Silas. We have it all to ourselves.

When Mum first learned that Silas and I were going to use his family's private jet, she was anxious. To this day, she prefers travelling first class to taking private jets because of the accident my dad was involved in when I was six years old. His private jet caught on fire and it was a miracle that they managed to get him out of the jet.

"You deserve to be pampered, cupcake." He kisses me on the cheek and we both sit down beside each other. Like the little kid I am, I take the window seat because I love watching the plane as it takes off. There's something about the way everything gradually gets smaller that leaves me in awe every single time.

Silas could have taken the seat in front of me, but apparently, sitting beside me seems like a better option.

"Do you still plan on giving me all of the cheesy kisses you promised me?" I wonder with a cheeky grin on my face. When I first mentioned those cheesy kisses to Silas after my memo won the biggest championship of the century. He told m glad that I finally remembered

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was restored, he hollered and cheered as if his favorite team

one of his favorite things about our relationship and he was

"Each and every one of them," he says with a smirk that I find incredibly sexy. "Is kissing you on a private jet considered a cheesy kiss?" He leans towards me, reducing the space between us.

"I don't know." I shrug with a sly smile as one of my hands rests on his chest. I love the dark blue T-shirt he's wearing and how it just looks perfect with his white sweatpants. "Maybe you should kiss me and we can be the judge later whether it's cheesy or not." "Good idea." It takes him less than half a second to smash his lips against mine. Without breaking the kiss, he pulls himself up, bringing himself on top of the armrest separating our two seats and smoothly, he moves my body until it's rested against the window. A moan comes out of my lips as the kiss deepens and his hands slide under my top.

"May you- oh, I'm so sorry." The flight attendant's mortified voice makes us break the kiss and I realize that we're not alone. Well, I do know that there is a small crew on the private jet with us, but I thought they'd leave us to our devices and just announce through the speakers that we need to fasten our seatbelts.

"Is there an issue?" Silas casually asks as if he weren't on top of me two seconds ago.

"You need to put on your seatbelt as we're about to take off," she tells him with a nice smile on her face, acting completely unfazed by what she has just seen. Is she used to this?

"Got it," Silas replies and I avoid looking at her, feeling embarrassed about the whole thing. I can already feel the heat rise up to my cheeks.

She walks away and I hide my face with my hands as my shoulders shake with laughter. "Were we that bad?" I ask Silas between laughs. 15:50 Thu, Nov 7 7

"Not really." Silas says and 4 give him a side glance. His tone may seem normal, but the smile he's trying to fight back says otherwise. "So... should we continue where we left off?" he turns his body towards me and I immediately shake my heart. "First, I haven't recovered yet from this embarrassment. Second, I want to watch the take-off." I excitedly look towards the window once the plane starts moving and keep my eyes glued to it.

I hate the pressure I feel in my ear the more the plane goes up, but there's a unique beauty about this moment of transition. While many people are scared of the idea of being in the air, I find it fascinating I love the idea of flying and when I was young-like many children- I wished I could fly. It's also beautiful how there's this method of transportation that covers huge distances in mere hours.

"Is it just me or does this cloud look like a book with wings?" I blurt out, looking at my boyfriend.

He chuckles a little, but entertains my idea and looks at the cloud I'm pointing at. "Apart from how you see books everywhere, you're right. I can see the wings." He stays silent for a few moments before eventually saying, "And this one looks like a dagger."

I look at the cloud he's pointing at and I indeed manage to see the dagger. We spend around ten minutes, imagining what the clouds look like. I have a feeling that this trip is going to be a special memory that will always live in my heart and I'm excited to embark on this new adventure with Silas, because there's nobody else I would rather have this experience with.

Silas and I decide to take a nap, but not in our seats. There is a very comfortable bed in this private jet that we plan on using I change into some shorts and a tank top, then get under the soft covers. As for Silas, he simply takes off his sweatpants and t-shirts and stays in nothing but his briefs.

We end up spooning, which is a position we have been sleeping in a lot lately. Silas loves nuzzling his face in the back of my neck and I love the way he holds me throughout the night. The thing is, even though we fall asleep like that almost every night, when we wake up, I usually find half of my body on top of him or find myself facing his chest.

There's one thing I have learnt after sleeping beside Silas for months which is, that I tend to move a lot in my sleep. He is a calm sleeper who barely moves.

He may be a calm sleeper, but before he falls asleep he loves to plant ki heated make-out sessions.

my body and usually these kisses turn into

Three months ago, I lost my virginity to Silas. I have always believed that virginity is a sacred thing that should be given to the right person and there's nobody else who feels more right than Silas. He is not just a green flag; he is a green forest. When dinner is ready, the flight attendant wakes us up and we decide to have it in bed. Finally, I have reached a healthy weight again and honestly, I love the way my body looks now. I have curves in the right places and my cheeks no longer look hollow.

I know I shouldn't be thinking about this, but sometimes, I find myself thinking about my life with Everest and comparing it with how Silas treats me. He makes me feel like I'm a queen, like I'm the only girl in the world.

Everest is now in jail, serving four years in prison. I didn't attend the hearing of his case, but I knew that I had to. I cannot forget the glare he gave me once the judge announced his sentence. It was a threatening glare; I felt like he was telling me that he wasn't going to forget that I threw him in jail.

I try not to think about it, but I have a feeling that once he gets out of jail, he won't leave me on my own. I still attend therapy, but not as much as before and I mentioned that to my therapist. She told me I needed to enjoy my life for now and not waste the good days worrying about the bad ones I'm not sure whether they are going to happen or not.

"I think we need to get out of this bed," Silas says after we finish eating.

"I agree, but it's too comfortable," I mumble, getting more under the cover, but he hauls me up with the arm he has around my waist, making me whine. "Don't be annoying." I squirm, but he doesn't budge. This is a fight I know I'm going to lose.

"Come on, lazy-head." He kissed my temple before pushing the duvet off our bodies and I shiver, hiding myself more in his

embrace. He gets out of bed, pulling me with him despite my protests. I don't understand how he doesn't get cold easily. Mum told me that she had always wondered the same thing with Dad. Are men blessed with internal heaters?

"Come on. Put this on." He grabs a hoodie that he has brought for me with him and helps me wear it. His hoodies always bring me a sense of comfort that l'absolutely adore. His hoodies have become mine lately. Good thing I have never heard him complain because even if he does, I won't stop wearing them.

We return to the main area of the private jet and watch a movie. It's more than a twelve-hour flight and despite sleeping, we still have a lot of time to kill.

Like usual, Silas starts playing with my hair while we're watching the movie. It's a habit that he has developed and I'm very fond of. I lean my back against his chest and look up for a moment to steal a glimpse at his handsome face. He is too immersed into the movie, yet he doesn't stop playing with my hair.

While we're watching the movie, the flight attendant brings us two flutes of champagne, which is something I consider weird. I'm not twenty-one yet.

"You're in Europe, cupcake. You can legally drink," Silas reminds me and my mouth forms into an O shape for a second. I take the flute and thank her. I have tried champagne once and loved it.

I take a sip and let myself enjoy the rich taste of this brand. "This is nice," I mumble, making myself more comfortable against Silas

"Are you having fun so far?" Silas wonders as he plays with a loose strand of my hair.Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

"So much fun," I murmur, looking up at him with a genuine smile. He pecks my lips before looking back at the huge screen before us and we continue watching the movie.

Once the flight attendant informs us that we're about to land in forty minutes, I lazily get up from my place and head to the irt. I decide to keep his hoodie on, liking the way room to change. As for Silas, he's already dressed in his sweatpants an

it looks with my outfit and head back to him.

The moment we're told we're allowed to get off the plane, I practically jump from my seat, all excited to start this amazing trip with Silas. I know it's going to be one of the best trips I have ever been on in my life.