C32 THIRTY-TWO

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The car stopped at the private airport.

"Come on, kitten," he said and opened the door for me.

"Where are you taking me?" I asked pretending to be angry.

"Be good, kitten….you’ll see when we get there….. didn’t I say I want to spoil my little wife," he said.

"I'm not going to be your little wife for long," I said.

"Kitten!"

"I'm filing for a divorce tomorrow," I said