Chapter 90

• I assure you, I will, once I take Ian's hand. We both bid farewell with a nod and continue our way inside the airport. The three bodyguards are practically on our heels, they took our suitcases and walk two behind us and the one who told us to leave, ahead.
• "Who are they?" I ask Ian in a low voice.
• "They are my father's bodyguards," he clarifies with a grimace on his face, I notice he's tired. "Once we arrive in London, you will have your own security, not paid by my father, but one from the company that will take care of you when I can't."