His Ex-wife Is An Heiress (Amara and Tobias) novel Chapter 80

“Don’t worry, the instructor here is very professional.” He said and they were soon approached by a man in his mid thirties.

“Mr. Sattar.” He greeted and turned to Amara. “Is she the new jump you’ve mentioned?”

The stranger, Sattar nodded.

“She is. So please,” He playfully shoved her forward. “Take good care of her.”

The instructor smiled. “Don’t worry miss, I’ll make this one of your best memories.”

Oh, how she allowed those words fool her. Sadly, Amara only realized this when she stood atop the 160ft crane, overlooking the ground below.

She wasn’t afraid of heights, but the mere thought of jumping into the air, with no safety net beneath her, was enough to scare her shitless.

“Now, now,” The Sattar gently coaxed as he stepped in behind her, strapped in securely, just like she was. “There’s nothing to fear.”

“We’re up 160ft, there’s everything to fear.”

“Don’t worry, the straps will keep you safe.”

“But they could rip.”

“They won’t.”

“But what if they do? What if I fall to my death? What if-?”

Sattar places his hand on her shoulder and spun Amara to face him. “Ten seconds, if anything ever happens, I’ll be there to save you in ten seconds.”

Amara bit her lower lip.

“Trust me.”

It took some convincing, but Amara eventually calmed down.

“So we’ll jump together, on the count of three, alright?”

She nodded, still looking very unsure.

Sattar gave her another reassuring smile, then started the countdown.

“1…2…3!”

At the call of the last number, they both jumped.

For a split second, Amara felt like she was floating, but then, the reality of what was happening kicked in.

She was falling.

Fast.

But just as the panic started to settle in and it seemed like she was nearing the end of her life, the rope stretched, slowing her descent and she was once again floating.

Then, the feeling vanished and she was once again falling.

And this repeated itself, over and over.

By the time the bungee jumping was done, Amara’s heart was pounding fast. But it was in a good way.

A way that left her wanting that exact same trill once again.

“You should have seen your face,” Sattar pointed out when they returned to the surface. “You looked like you were about to cry.”

“Well, I nearly did,” She admitted. “But this time, it’s going to be different.”

He smiled. “You want to go a second time?”

Amara smiled, a real and genuine one. “On the count of 3?”

“On the count of 3.”