Bella sat on the swing, her eyes cast down in embarrassment, her gaze drifting as the swing swayed gently. Her feet swung lazily, as if in sync with her wandering thoughts.
Ethan cleared his throat, breaking the silence. "Shall we continue?"
Bella's head jerked up, her body tensing. She turned to Ethan, her face scrunched up in a pout. "You're the worst!" With that, she jumped off the swing and sped away in her Porsche 911, leaving Ethan to watch her go.
A helpless smile spread across Ethan's face.
Ronnie approached him, his voice low. "Mr. Thomas, Liam has returned to his family. I... took care of him. His brother won't let it slide."
Ethan's expression darkened, but a defiant grin soon replaced it. "Ronnie, let's pay a visit to the Underground Fight Club today." His words were laced
