Chapter 2 Your Nose Must Hurt, Right?

Chloe was stunned.

Who the heck was this guy? How dare he yank her blanket off? Was he trying to pull something shady? Chloe never let creeps get away with stuff like that. As he leaned in, she sprang up and kicked him hard. The guy was caught off guard by the sudden kick. He quickly grabbed her kicking foot with his big hand. "Who are you? How did you get into my room?" His voice was deep and smooth.

Chloe took a second and realized this must be Grant Martin.

His brothers were no good, and she didn't expect Grant to pull such a stunt to get at her for whatever shady reasons he had.

"Who am I? You Martin guys are really something, barging into my room in the middle of the night. What do you want? Watch this..." Chloe said, throwing a punch right at Grant's face. He wasn't ready and took the punch hard.

"Little girl, don't push it."

"You started this, and now you're saying I'm pushing it? Watch me beat you to a pulp."

With that, Chloe threw another punch, and the two of them started brawling in the cramped bedroom. Meanwhile, Michael and Liam were outside the door, listening to the chaos inside.

"Oh man, they're fighting, they're fighting..."

"Think Grant's got the upper hand?"

"You mean, has that ugly girl got him? Grant's so handsome, it'd be a shame if she did."

Liam gritted his teeth and cheered, "The fight should get rougher, so that ugly girl knows how tough we Martin men are!"

stumbled out, looking pained with a red, swollen nose. The door slammed shut

him and said, "What

"Grant, we're innocent."

trying hard

by the girl, Liam was insulted by Chloe, and Grant was kicked out of his

a

glaring at Michael and Liam, Grant pulled his torn

was confused

during their fight, in the

fierceness. No wonder she was from the wild Davis Family in the Northwest. While she was with the Martins, he would make sure she learned that wild women

day, Chloe woke

on her face, painted a birthmark on the left side, and braided her hair into thick pigtails

she tucked the long coat from the Martin Family halfway into her waistband, aiming to appear unattractive and deter any advances

fancy, with milk,

were already at

also scooted away from her

last night's fight, sat firmly at the head of the

didn't bother talking to them. She grabbed a sandwich, took a few bites, and drank

go to Quest University with Michael and Liam. They're juniors, and you'll start as a

said, glancing at Michael

up, "Grant, I don't want to ride in

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