Timothy's POV

"I need to use the restroom," Penelope says. "Kind of urgent."

My protective instincts scream no. But I can't keep her attached to my side all day. "Take three guards with you," I ordered. "Don't go anywhere alone."

"Timothy"

"Non-negotiable," I interrupt firmly. "Three guards minimum or you hold it."

Penelope sighs but nods. "Fine. Three guards."

I watch as she leaves with her security detail, two women and one man, all verified and loyal. They surround her protectively as they ...