Diana, maintaining an air of composure, tilted her head and somberly remarked, "I apologize for not seeing you."
"Do you need something?"
Max seized her hand, "Okay, let's go now." Her compliance seemed a momentary respite, but her next words cut through the fragile peace.
Diana replied as Max seized her hand, "Do you not have something to do, Max, or do you simply want to be fired from Francisco's company?"
"In what sense do you mean that?" Max arched his brows, a mix of confusion and frustration clouding his expression.
"I advise you to quit being a bodyguard and look for another job. I know how to defend myself well."
Her proficiency in martial arts and the use of firearms were not to be underestimated, a skill set born out of the shadows of her own dark experiences.
Max, persi
