Penelope POV

The sound of gunfire reverberated throughout the house, prompting the men to rush toward the same room.

I crumpled to the floor as one of the men caught me, my gaze fixed on the door I had just fled through.

Everything unfolded in slow motion; as I fell, the men burst into the room, and Nicolas was pulled out. He didn’t seem to resist as he was dragged away, and my heart sank further when the lifeless body of Sam was carried out.

“Ma'am, we need to get you to safety, per Don’s orders,” the man who was holding me said. Before I could protest, he lifted me...