I Became His Sweetheart by Bright Eyes

In the deep hours of the night, Sheena sat in the first–class cabin, sipping her coffee, still very much alert. She gazed out the window, but the darkness of the night made it difficult to distinguish even the outlines of clouds.

Sheena’s interest waned, and she was about to look away when the reflection in the small window caught her attention.

There was a familiar figure wearing sunglasses. After locking eyes briefly, the person turned away, avoiding her gaze.

Sheena became more cautious, surveying her surroundings and suddenly realizing that the few bodyguards she had brought with her were now fast asleep. The rest of the passengers were also in deep slumber.

It felt oddly dangerous.

Standing up, Sheena considered moving to another section of the plane to investigate. However, she spotted a man in a suit as she turned, accompanied by several equally burly individuals, heading her way.

The man in the suit was the same person who had exchanged glances with her earlier, and it seemed their intentions were clear–they were targeting her.

Sheena opted to stand her ground. Since evading them was impossible, she thought facing them head–on was best.

time no see,” the man greeted, removing his sunglasses and smiling at her.

Sheena frowned.

the men behind him. Soon,

full control over this plane. If you

the smile off his face and took a seat,

but this is

Sheena frowned, and her expression grew colder. “He would actually send

and he won’t let it go. So, this is the price,” Leon said, pulling out a military knife. “The lives of all passengers

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calm expression and