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.

snapping it with a decisive crack. Josefina watched Oliver's swift and ruthless actions in utter shock. Thinking she was terrified, Oliver pulled

an inexplicable sense of safety 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

in hers. "I'm fine. You showed up just in time. You saved me." She wondered if Oliver had seen her fight back and if he knew she could handle herself. Hopefully,

"Don't look at

and Jaxon climbed out of the vat, their clothes a mess of color, unrecognizable even to their own mothers. They sat defeated on the ground, too exhausted

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

these men behind bars. As they turned to leave, Jaxon staggered to his feet, grabbed

pulled her into his embrace, shielding her delicate body with his

Oliver, and Josefina caught the faint, acrid

burst in from outside, promptly stopping Camden and Jaxon