Forced Marriage: My Wife, My Redemption by Lilyheart

Chapter 200: Warmth on air...(declaration of love)

The flight from Country Y to Noveria would take about ten hours. It wasn’t a very long journey, but considering all the troubles and chaos surrounding them, it felt like just enough time to breathe and regain their strength.

Inside the plane, everything felt peaceful. Time seems to slow down just for them, giving a beautiful world of two.

The cabin was wide and elegant. The cream-colored leather seats, soft ambient lighting, and a peaceful floral fragrance lingering in the air made it feel warm, cozy and serene.

With a soft music playing in the background, the atmosphere was quite peaceful and harmonious.

Ethan, after boarding, had retired to his personal cabin to finish up work before their arrival in Noveria, leaving Jessica and Davis to stay in the main suite which is more encompassing with several facilities.

Davis looked around quietly, a rare sparkle of pride shining in his eyes as he took in the elegant interior.

Jessica opened the cabin door and stepped inside. Her eyes scanned the room, taking in the dazzling yet minimal decor. A soft smile curled her lips. "I think it’s best to catch a nap before I start stargazing," she teased, throwing herself onto the wide bed.

Davis slowly walked over her and eased in beside her on the mattress. With ease, he pulled her into his arms and pressed a soft kiss against her lips.

Jessica instinctively snuggled into his embrace, his arms snaked around her with a silent promise of protection. He reached out, drew the blanket over them, and adjusted the air conditioning to a warmer setting, but she hardly noticed. In his arms, she already felt home.

Moments later, a flight attendant in a neat uniform quietly approached. She placed a tray with warm tea and some snacks on the side table, nodded politely, and left without a word.

Jessica reached for the tea and took a sip. It was warm and soothing, spreading comfort that eased her nerves.

Davis let out a deep sigh, his gaze fixed on the ceiling. His mind a whirlpool of thoughts.

"I never knew you had a plane until you suggested we fly private," he said, looking over at her. "So, what’s the catch?"

Jessica chuckled. "Are you trying seriously trying to check me out, digging into my secrets or trying to do a background check midair?"She teased.

a beautiful and exquisite plane," he replied, his eyes scanning the luxurious interior

you be happy you bagged a

happy, impressed... and honestly,

echoed, her brows raised and a smile on her lips as she

and the others thought you were just part of the Brown family, and that meant you had no real power. They believed you were

she gave to me before she passed away. She arranged everything—paid for it,

softer. "On my eighteenth birthday, I came back and claimed it with all the documents and

always warned me never to mention it to them. To be safe, she gave the

Most of her inheritance

to her forehead. He’d noticed

worry," he whispered. "I’ll be here for

eyes glistened as she blinked back tears. Davis watched her, his heart heavy. She looked so calm, yet he could feel the pain beneath

strength, her silent endurance. Though the Brown family had

painful memories," he said, brows furrowing. I only wanted this trip to be a relief, not a

know how beautiful these ones

a slow nod. "You’re right. And with you in my

have to think

Unable to resist, Davis leaned in to

except for the soft rhythm of their breathing, the kiss deepening as emotions poured through every touch.Jessica

across the fabric of her clothes, leaving trails of warmth. She held him

clothes became forgotten barriers as it was stripped away piece by piece. Their eyes stayed locked, soaking

every inch of her skin with reverence. Her breath hitched as he traced her curves,

unclasped her bra, his fingers caressing her soft skin. She moaned softly, sending a wave

the soft nibble of her breast while he gently knead the other

soft and breathy. Her fingernails dug gently into his