She Took His First-Class Seat — Then Froze As He Quietly Said, “I Own This Airline”

forties.

Perfectly styled blonde hair.

Cream-colored designer suit.

Diamond bracelet sparkling under the cabin lights.

The scent of expensive perfume filled the air.

Without hesitation…

she dropped into Seat 1A.

Crossed her legs.

And smiled.

“There.”

“Much better.”

Daniel stared at her.

Not because she sat in his seat.

But because of the certainty with which she continue reading …