Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Instinctively, Josefina was about to clap back. Her arm already reached out, grabbing Oliver's arm, but suddenly, she sniffed that familiar scent. "Oliver?" She looked up. The morning sunlight danced on the man's face, giving him a look that was both fresh and devilishly charming.

Lying on the ground, Luke was nursing his butt, cursing under his breath, "The nerve of that guy, dropping me on my ass! I'm gonna kick his butt!" Percy, standing next to Josefina, saw she didn't hit back and was at a loss for words for a sec.

She had a lot of tricks up her sleeve, and he didn't dare to run his mouth.

Luke, getting back on his feet, stared at Josefina with a face full of pity, about to say "Boss, avenge me," before Josefina cut him off.

"Oliver, what are you doing?"

"Protecting you." The man's voice was magnetic, and his sharp gaze swept over everyone present.

Luke and Percy couldn't believe their eyes, staring at Oliver. He stood tall and imposing, with a ruthless streak and an aura that screamed "don't mess with me."

peek at Oliver, whose powerful presence made his own confidence shrink a few

aback but quickly snapped back to reality. "They're

realizing the awkwardness of the situation,

was miffed. "What's with you, man? Couldn't you have asked

in,

to Josefina. "Josie, he's picking on

right behind, a panting George was

going on? Did Oliver hit the wrong guy? It was so

the role of perfect wingman, George explained, "Ms. Josefina, Mr. Oliver was really worried about

my pals, not bad guys." Josefina threw Percy and Luke a look, and they got the hint, clamping their mouths

sir." George immediately

respectfully reported, "Although both are orphans, they're pretty talented. Percy's a doc with no current

curious how Josefina knew such folks. And