Chapter Seventy Two
Venessa POV
The golden light of Monday morning broke through the massive glass windows of my new penthouse apartment. It was a beautiful sight, but I barely had time to look at it. My body still felt a little heavy from the deep, emotional weekend I had spent with Khalid, wrapped in the safety of his arms behind these unbreakable walls. But the real world was waiting for me, and I had to put my professional mask back on.
As my private driver, a quiet, serious man named Marcus whom Khalid had personally hired pulled up to the entrance of the massive corporate edifice where I worked, my stomach twisted into a small knot.
I wasn't just arriving by myself anymore. The moment the car doors opened, two tall, broad-shouldered men in perfectly tailored dark suits stepped u
