"Look, it seems that I'm not just having fun tonight, you have a lot of courage. But I advise you to take your mouth back. I'm sure you don't want to be thrown in the middle of the road by my security guards. Bernard sarcastically said, his face full of jokes in the bright lights.
Richard did not flinch, but gritted his teeth and took a step forward, a fierce sense of oppression emanating from him. The physical pain remained, and he clearly understood that in the case of injury, he couldn't control his strength. If he made a rash move, it might lead to direct serious injury or even death to the other party. So he was still trying to restrain himself. "I won't allow you to continue to treat her like this."
Martina watched the confrontation silently, both moved and worried. She was surprised by Richard's escort behavior, but she knew very well that Bernard would not give up so easily. The atmosphere instantly froze, but the fist did not fall, perhaps Richard's momentum was too scary, or perhaps Bernard was also weighing the consequences.
Finally, Bernard shrugged his shoulders with a slight disdain and left, saying, "You're asking for trouble, boy." Remember, there are some people you can't afford to mess with. He walked slowly towards the lounge, his eyes showing a bit of fear.
"If you get any closer to her, I'll definitely make you pay for it." Richard's voice faded away with Bernard's back, and the anger in his heart cooled slightly, but he still couldn't let go.
Martina's eyes showed gratitude and reverence, she gently touched Richard's arm and whispered, "Thank you, I really appreciate it."
"No need, I just did what I thought I should do." Richard shook his head.
"You... Are you injured? She smelled blood on him, and the concern in her eyes made Richard feel a burst of warmth.
Richard laughed and pulled out a relaxed expression, "It's okay, a little injury." I just had some trouble."
"You don't look good, you should see a doctor." Martina said with concern, a hint of softness mixed in her voice, as if to dispel the noise of the whole night.
"It's all small things tonight, I just want to drink and forget about it all." Richard smiled bitterly, trying to make himself less embarrassed in front of this girl. Alcohol was originally a tool to paralyze consciousness, but at this moment it made him feel more vulnerable.
"But even so, don't sacrifice your health." Martina said to herself, although she was in a dark club, there was a kind of brilliance. Richard felt a warmth in his heart, and the haze in his heart seemed to dissipate slightly.
Just as the two were looking at each other, the usual noise came from the door. Several drunken men walked into the venue, shouting and laughing, as if looking for a joyful release. Richard's peripheral vision once again captured Bernard's figure as he walked into the back lounge, which looked particularly hypocritical against the backdrop of the metal light.
"He won't stop this behavior because of a temporary customer, lust has completely corrupted his soul, not to mention that I have to continue working here." Martina said, making Richard feel a hint of crisis.
"What's more, those strippers will be jealous because the boss has been staring at me lately, and they will stumble on me." She added.
"I'll make sure he doesn't come to harass you again." Richard said solemnly, secretly deciding in his heart that he would protect this brave and persistent girl no matter what. At this time, the fire in Richard's heart had already ignited, even alone, he would never allow anyone to disturb Martina's peace.
"At least I'll stay here tonight," he affirmed, "until you get off work and leave safely."
Martina was slightly stunned, as if she hadn't expected Richard to be so serious. In this noisy club, their eyes met, revealing indescribable emotions. The world outside the door was still noisy, but at this moment, the tacit understanding between them was particularly precious.
