What followed the beat-up was just more silence, a strange kind of peace… history always said that after every big battle, the battlefield fell silent. And indeed, James was silent as well, lying on the ground, staring up at the sky, feeling every inch of his body screaming in pain.
Bella didn't really consider the fact that he was still hurting, nah, she just beat the shit out of him as much as she could, but at least it gave him a sense of understanding, that somewhere in this world there was a woman who truly cared for him, and that he still meant something to someone.
"Are you good?"
"Oh… yeah, though I don't know what my top-tier security was doing." James laughed as she slowly stood up. "Guess they just watched their boss get beaten up?"
"I mean, it was Bella." Mike smiled. "If it was Hector, I'd jump in to rescue you, but her? Nah, I'm good, I just don't want to get castrated, you know, and I think you don't either. It's better to talk sweet to your woman."
