Forbidden Shado novel Chapter 72

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Sofia’s POV

Glancing around at the small private jet, I was stunned to realise in that moment just how much money Vincent and has family must actually have…

The plush leather white seats complimented by the navy blue accent spoke

stocked up snack and drink bar.

of

life

of luxury themselves, accompanied by the

“You good?” He asks, seated opposite me as I nod and glance out of the track in preparation for take off.

the pilot begins to steer the plane around the

When we had left Vincent’s place, Daryl’s car was gone – I’m assuming maybe that he went to school – which helped to make our exit a little less stressful.

Showering wasn’t great this morning either, as I gently washed my hair to avoid hurting my head any further, and after letting it air dry, I was thankful it had fell straight on its own as usual.

“I’m good.” I smile, reaching down to ensure that my belt was tight enough as the anxiety of flying crept up on me hearing the engines roar to life.

“It’s a couple of hours, there’s a bed in the back if you want a nap once we are in the air.” Vincent offers, as I push a strand of hair behind my ear and nod slowly.

Hearing my phone vibrate, I pick it up to find Emma’s name flashing up on the screen.

Crap! We are just about to take off, I’ll have to call her back when we land!

Typing out a text message quickly, I send:

‘About to fly, I’ll call you in a couple of hours when we land!x‘

To which it appears as ‘read‘ the second it goes through which suggests that Emma was already on our text chat after I had hung

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“Everything ok?” Vincent asks, his brows furrowed with worry as I nod and smile up at him before my eyes dart back down to find her response come through.

‘Daryl said that Vincent kneed you in the stomach last night, what the hell happened????!!!! ARE YOU SURE YOU ARE GOOD? Please do call me ASAP – I love you!x‘

Reading Emma’s text makes my heart sink in sheer disappointment.

Of course Daryl left out the major parts of the story, why would he admit to punching me on the back of the head during a fight that HE had caused?!

Now he has Emma worried and thinking God only knows what…

“What an idiot!” I groan, before feeling the pilot begin to speed down the runway, as I lock my phone and close my eyes over tightly

clutching at each arm rest for support.

“It’s ok, we will be soaring seamlessly in five!” Vincent soothes my racing heart, as I nod stiffly and keep my eyes squeezed shut.

Rightly so, I felt the wheels disconnect from the ground below, as we began to tilt upwards into the clouds feeling as light as a

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feather.

Finally bucking up the courage to peer outside, I lean towards the window slowly, gasping at the tiny buildings below.

I find flying to be relaxing, it gets you away from everyone for a wile.” Vincent smiles, as I think hard on his words.

I guess he’s right, who could harm me from way up here? Certainly ot my father!

With that thought, I sigh in relief, sinking back into the chair before the seatbelt sign is switched off meaning that we can move

around.

“Who’s an idiot then?” Vincent stands, reaching his hand out to me which I reluctantly take, allowing for him to help me up to my

feet.

We move down the jet, as Vincent opens a small–door bringing us in a tight double bedroom.

Woah… who knew this was what flying private felt like!

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“Take your shoes off and climb in or if you’d prefer, you can just strip down fully.” Vincent smirks, as my eyes widen and I playfully push at his shoulder.

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“I’m not joining the mile high club just yet! Don’t get too excited!” mumble, causing for him to laugh as he kicks off his own

“So then tell me, who did you call an idiot and why?” Vincent asks again, his strong arms wrapping around me gently, avoiding my bruised area as best he could.