Richard glanced down at his watch.
The airport bustled with activity—people under security checks, people in a hurry, people waiting for their flight, people flocking the shops. And, somehow, Richard Kingston managed to keep himself more restless than everyone.
His bronze hair sat on his like a palm tree with curled leaves.
"Damn it," he cursed under his breath. His hands went to his hips, raising the hem of his silver suit jacket. He scanned the airport for the flight announcements. His foot tapped on the floor. Ambryan and Eve should be here by now.
Except, they were now more famous than Richard could have imagined. Their arrival was meant to be a secret, even to their close family and friends. Ambryan had entrusted him to take care of security and to keep the press distracted.
Richard was more curious about the reason behind their homecoming.
They had about 2 months left for their honeymoon.
Have a good day!
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