Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Josefina leaned in close while Camden and Jaxon exchanged a knowing glance and strode ahead.

Jaxon reached out, intending to dunk Josefina into the vat of dye. His face twisted into a snarl, his eyes blazing with the arrogance of a predator about to strike. Camden's hand clamped down on Josefina's arm, fearing she might break free.

As both men stared each other down, ready to push Josefina into the vat, the tables turned dramatically. A wicked grin curled at the corner of Josefina's lips. She stomped down on Jaxon's foot and delivered a swift back kick to Camden's groin.

"Josie!"

Oliver arrived just in time to see someone going after her. He picked up speed, leaping into the air and landing a solid kick on Jaxon's back, sending him tumbling into the vat.

followed by Camden's howls of pain as Oliver twisted his other hand, snapping it with a decisive crack. Josefina watched Oliver's swift and ruthless actions in utter shock. Thinking she was terrified, Oliver pulled her into his embrace, his arms a haven of warmth. "Shh, don't be scared," he

wash over her. "How did you get here?" "You said you were at the textile factory and thought I'd pick you up for dinner," he explained, the concern clear in his voice. What he hadn't expected was to walk into a scene right out of a

had

eyes, Oliver chuckled. "Don't look at me

of the vat, their clothes a mess of color, unrecognizable even to their

you home, and I'll have Asher deal with this mess," Oliver said, taking

cops and cooperate with the investigation to put these men behind bars. As they turned to leave, Jaxon staggered to

Oliver pulled her into

Oliver, and Josefina caught the faint, acrid scent.

burst in from outside, promptly stopping Camden and Jaxon