KENNEDY
MY HEART was racing as we got closer and closer to Mr. Beaufort's penthouse. Many thoughts are going around my head. I'm not sure what to expect once I get to face him again. I know for sure that I didn't do anything wrong, but why am I nervous? He hasn't been contacting me for a few days. And the moment something happened to me, his men were there to rescue me. I don't know what to call that, but I'm sure as hell that wasn't a coincidence.
I took a deep breath once we finally reached the last floor. As always, the door to his penthouse was crowded with a lot of security. The two men who picked me up from the salon open the door for me. I quickly step inside the penthouse. I was startled when I heard the door closed behind me. Suddenly, the thought of being along with him suffoc
