Natalie,
I kept watching the scene with my heart thudding harshly in my chest and my breath coming out in gasps.
I watched as Petrus straddled Miles and kept on punching him with both fists while he bled everywhere.
I crawled out of the table and used it to stand on shaky legs, still watching the scene as if it was something I was watching on TV.
I have never seen him this angry; I have never seen him so violent and oddly enough, I wasn’t scared or afraid of him. I was just surprised.
Even the men around us were watching him in shock, frozen in their place.
“Madame, would you please intervene? If I or any of my men did something, we might get killed.”
The burly man who always shadowed Petrus said from my right and I flinched, then stared up at him.
I understood what he had just sai
