Amelia POV.
We touch down in Mexico City. Walking down the stairs of the private jet onto the tarmac. I tilt my head to the glorious sunshine and smile as the warmth seeps into my face. Once I feel calm, I open my eyes and walk towards the waiting armoured vehicles.
“Do we know where we are going?” Leo asks me, and I smile just as my phone rings. I pull the phone from my pocket and see that it is a call from my mom.
“Hey mom.” I say and she sighs.
“Lia, have you arrived?” She asks, and I chuckle.
“Yeah, mom just getting into the cars now. How far out are you? Also, are we heading to the hotel or …”
“Go straight to the location I have sent you. A friend of ours is letting us use their mansion while they are away on business.” She says, of course, she has friends all over the world. So
