Chapter One Hundred And Thirty Three
Venessa POV
The air in the dim, narrow corridor felt completely frozen. My breath came in short, jagged gasps as I remained pressed flat against the cold stone pillar, my eyes darting frantically between the two men standing directly in front of me.
On one side stood Julian Vance—a massive, muscular wall of pure malice, a man who spent his entire life crashing into bodies on the ice and destroying anyone who dared to stand in his way. He was Khalid’s bitterest enemy, a dark shadow who had spent the last few minutes pouring toxic threats into my ear, trying to use the terrifying secrets of Khalid’s family to crush my spirit.
On the other side stood Mateo—my petite, slender cousin, dressed in an oversized silk button-down shirt, his chest heaving with
