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."

Oliver, whose powerful presence

aback but quickly snapped back to reality. "They're my friends, Oliver. You've got

awkwardness of the situation,

miffed. "What's with you, man? Couldn't you have asked first? What if you scrambled

chimed in, "Zip

turned to Josefina. "Josie, he's picking

behind, a panting George

Did Oliver hit the wrong guy? It was

"Ms. Josefina, Mr. Oliver was really worried about your safety. Afraid

quite the surprise. "Oliver, thanks for the thought, but I'm safe right now. These two are my pals, not bad guys." Josefina threw Percy and Luke a look, and they got the hint, clamping their mouths shut. She continued, "We've got stuff to do, so we're heading out." The more she talked,

sir." George immediately sent out

info on Luke and Percy. George respectfully reported, "Although both are orphans, they're pretty talented. Percy's

was curious how Josefina knew such folks. And