Chapter 30

**Bella-Rose POV**

It is one of those days where you find the light switch is far away from you to turn it off. What am I saying, it's always far for me? I wish I had my very own Jarvis. The things I would tell him to do for me. Ah... not that, you perverts. I desire a human being like every normal person, not some multi-colored tinker bell who popped out of thin air.

If you are reading this Jarvis, then please consider the fact before blasting me that you're the next favourite avenger of mine after stark. How about you? Thor! Of course, why am I not surprised? Muscled man who carries a hammer to bash you in, what's not to like! Well, he does have his moments...hmm, what did you say? Focus? Focus! Oh, right.

Well, all these musings are because I don't want to go to work. I couldn't sleep the whole night because of that elevator guy. I don't know who he was? I never saw the guy. Yet, it was something...elemental. I couldn't stop myself from leaning into him. If I was not wrong, he too bent a little towards me. For some, it may seem disgusting. A total stranger doing that. But I never felt like that. I never got that stranger danger vibes from him.

On the contrary, for the first time, my body came alive. I felt like a flower blooming, soaking the sun rays and he is my sun sharing his warmth with me. Can anyone feel so deep for someone, with just one chance meeting? Where you don't even get to see the guy? Yet...you may have heard about souls. It's like his soul knew mine.

Am I imagining all this? For all I know, he may be doing this with everyone and I'm his latest victim. These thoughts; some positive, a lot overly cautious kept me out of sleep the whole night and I feel like a zombie right now. If people see me like this, they will surely think the zombie apocalypse is here and I'm the first undead walking.

I did my morning routine and was taking a break from work when I checked my mail account. That arrogant swine! He will sue me, after all, I have done for him? That conceited jerk. All thoughts of lovey-dovey feelings from the morning evaporated with one glance at this mail.

I quickly composed a mail, frustration ringing through my veins. Just once god, once, bring him in front of me. I will squeeze the life out of him. Who does he think he is? What gave him the right to talk to me like this?

[mail from Bella to James]

To: james.aonal@gmail.com
From: iamfifibel@gmail.com

Subject: lesson 1 in manners

Mr. Arrogant Swine, <-there, chew on it.

I should have known you may need it. Silly me, I thought you won't need it. Nevertheless, it's never too late. Now, open your mouth, place the front of your tongue close to the tooth ridge and say "S". Yes, good going, now spell it with me, S-O-R-R-Y. Yes! Almost there. Just practice this three times a day and you will be a pro in no time. Unlike you, I won't leave my pupil behind.

And as for judgmental, holier-than-thou blah blah blah, I want to point out, you too know nothing about me! Throwing a mountain indeed. Just try, I dare you. I'm waiting for that mountain to land.
And you can shove your money where the sun doesn't shine. If you are confused where it is, you just need to follow the biggest stick sticking out of your.... you know what I mean.

Getting into your pants indeed. So, you are delusional too. FYI, you are not that great of a catch. And if by chance I come anywhere near you, I will skin you alive with a table knife. And I promise it will hurt.
Lastly, try to sue me and I will attach your email as proof and throw my lawyer at you. Trust me, he is vicious.

P.s- speaking from experience? I knew you had some of your screws fixed. Well, you will be remembered in my prayers. Get well soon.

Unapologetically,
Bella.
[end of the mail]

There, he can rot in hell. I blatantly used Scott. What's the use of having a lawyer as your brother if you couldn't throw a threat or two around? At least this way, he will become popular.
I was about to tuck my phone back when a reply arrived for my mail. I raised my eyebrows at his fast reply. Waiting for me, are you? What are you playing at James?

[ Mail from James to Bella]

To: iamfifbel@gmail.com
From: james.aonal@gmail.com

Subject: Re: lesson 1 in manners

Little red,

Don't poke the wolf. It may ensnare you. I eat girls like you for breakfast.

As for the word you are trying to spell out from me, I know very well what it entails and how to use it. Keep this up and soon, you are going to say it to me.

Are you sure you are ready for this mountain? I may squash you with my muscle and I don't want to do that...yet. Not when it's getting interesting now.

For a girl who talks about not getting into my pants, you sure tell me what's there in it. That too very vividly. Dreaming about it, aren't you?

Lastly, I have made the collars ready. When are you sending your lawyer?

P.s- after looking at your email, the psychiatrist is ready to treat you for free. He says you are the challenge he was waiting for in his field.

James.
[end of the mail]

[mail from Bella to James]

To: james.aonal@gmail.com
From: iamfifibel@gmail.com

Subject: Dream on!

Mr. Daydreamer,

Oh...I'm so scared. I'm shaking in my boots right now. Ha! Try to sell that line to someone who wants to hear it. Seriously, do people still fall for it? Where did you get that line from...some cheesy novel?

The day I apologise to you will be the day I start exercising my body. If you are guessing the dates, then don't stress yourself. NEVER!

I knew it! you are one of those mountains of guys with huge beer bellies hanging from their pants. Forget squashing me, try to touch your toes without breaking your back, grandpa.

Anyone can see from these mails, who is dreaming about who! Pervert.

Lastly, don't underestimate my lawyer. I will tell you in your own words since you seem to like analogy a lot. He eats guys like you for a snack.

P.s- great! Then go admit yourself right now.

Sympathetically,
Bella.
[end of the mail]