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Casey's POV

Sitting on the private plane I look to my left and see who is sitting next to me and it's Miguel.

Miguel smiles at me and says. "Hey, Beautiful. It's a long flight. Do you want to join the mile high club?"

Throwing my head back against the seat I laugh. "I've been part of that club for a long time. I won't be joining it this flight. Maybe, if we do another flight I'll join it with you."

He pulls a book out of the holder on the seat in front of him. "If you change your mind, beautiful. I'll be ready." Miguel opens the book and starts reading it.

Leaning my head against the headrest I close my eyes for a bit.

Before too long I'm being shaken awake by someone. Opening my eyes I see the stewardess and she said. "Excuse me, Miss. We're about to land in Milan. Please, put your seat in the upright position and put your seat belt on too."

"Okay," I mumble. A yawn comes out and I look at the person sitting beside me and a smile spreads across my face. "Hello, Miguel. When we get to the hotel do you want to grab something to drink? I could use some downtime."

A smile spreads across his face. "I'd like that. Do you think you're fiancé would mind you hanging out with a single guy?"

He's going to be spending a lot of time with his single ex-girlfriend. Why shouldn't I have fun like he is?

Leaning forward I grab my bag from the seat in front of me and pull a small bag out, that has two pills in it. "He's spending time with someone at his reunion. Being here I'm going to do what I want and that's starting with this little beauty." Holding one out to him I ask. "Are you going to take one too?"

"Of course," he takes the pill from my hand and pops it into his mouth. "Do you have anything else that could get us into trouble before we get off the plane?"

"No," I go through my bag and make sure that's the last of the stuff I have.

There are a few drug dealers around Milan that I can call if I need anything else. Which I think I'll do.

Putting my seatbelt on I open the window and watch the clouds as the flight lands in Milan.

The city looks beautiful from here.

When the plane lands I grab my bag and lead the way off the plane. I walk down the stairs and wait for the luggage to be taken off.

Miguel stops next to me. "Let's meet the border guys and get checked into this beautiful country. Then we can head to the hotel and grab something to eat and drink."

My phone starts to ring and I pull it out of my purse. I see "Clarke," flash across my screen. Swiping my finger across the screen and I answer it.

Me: Hello,

Clarke: Hey, beautiful. When are you coming to Madrid?

Me: I'll be there over the weekend. I have a photoshoot for four days in Milan and then more when I get to Madrid.

Clarke: Okay, give me a call when you get here.

Me: I will.

Clarke: See you on the weekend.

Hanging up the phone I look over at Miguel. "That was my neighbour. He's in Madrid for work and he wants to catch up when I'm in the city."

Miguel shakes his head, but he doesn't say anything. He leads the way to customs and I follow him.

Walking through the door of the customs office I see a huge desk with four customs officers behind it. They each have a person in front of them.

The walls are painted beige with the countries flag on them.

Miguel steps behind me and whispers. "How long until the drug takes effect?"

Putting my hand over his mouth, I say. "It takes time. Maybe, it will kick in when we get to the hotel. It won't be a good thing for it to happen while we're here."

Two people move away from the customs desk making room for Miguel and I get checked into the country.

The male customs officer has blonde hair and blue eyes. He smiles at me as I approach. "Hi, how are you good?"

Placing the passport on the table he takes it from me. "Are you here for work or pleasure?"

"I'm here to work." I place the document on the table and he looks at it. "I'm a model and will be doing a photoshoot at the beautiful Bergeggi beach."

A smile spreads across his face. "That's a great beach to do a shoot at. When I was a kid I grew up near there and went surfing."

Licking my lips I stand on my tippy toes and say. "Maybe, you should swing by and catch up with me. I'll be shooting there from Monday through to Thursday. I hope you have time off to visit me."

He stamps my passport and then slides the documents across the table to me. "Have a great time in Milan."

Miguel finishes talking with his customs officer before walking over to me. He drapes his arm around my shoulder. "Let's get to the hotel. I need a drink and sleep." We walk over to the door and he opens it for me.

When we get outside there's a limo parked in front with our luggage in it. The driver steps out of the car and holds the door open for us.

"After you," Miguel says. Letting me climb in first.

Sliding across the seat I see a fridge across from me and open it. I grab the bottle of champagne and open it for us.

Pop,

The bottle opens and I pour two glasses. I hand one over to Miguel and he takes it from me.

"Thanks," he takes a drink from it.

I put the bottle into the ice bucket and drink the glass of champagne that's in my hand.

Miguel and I talk all the way to the hotel and we have a few laughs. It takes half an hour before the car comes to a stop in front of the hotel.

The driver steps out of the car and opens the door for us. He waits for us to climb out of the car before getting our luggage.

One of the bellhop's wheels a trolley out to the car and places our luggage onto it. He looks over at us and says. "I'll take this up to your room."

"How do you know who we are?" Miguel asks. Crossing his arms and staring this guy down.

The guy looks at the limo and then back to him before saying. "Miss Richards, our boss. Told us the VIP's will be arriving by limousine and that we were supposed to greet you upon arrival. Which I haven't done and I apologise. Welcome to the Sanctuary hotel, I'm Bryan. Would you follow me inside and we'll get you checked in right away."

Miguel and I follow the guy into the hotel.

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