Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Molly shook her head, "I was definitely going to head home. I just got too engrossed in my game and lost track of time."

"Just keep getting lost in your game then."

Molly squeezed Chad tight, "Nah, can't do that. My favorite brother isn't in the game. Wherever my brother is, that's where I'll be."

Everyone in the room knew that Chad, the captain of the Havenbrook detective squad, had arrived and was giving Molly a piece of his mind at the entrance.

And everyone came out to enjoy the show.

What they saw though, was Chad getting a bear hug from his sister, followed by Molly whispering sweet nothings into his ear?

"Chad, I didn't cause any big trouble today, just got home a bit late. I didn't give you any extra headache. Don't be mad okay? I love you the most. Don't be mad, because when you're mad, I get scared." Chad couldn't take it anymore. He barked, "Hands off!"

Molly wouldn't let go, "If you promise not to hit me, I'll let go." She was always like this, persistent and good at getting what she wanted.

Chad just stared at her in silence.

Frightened, Molly let go. As Chad raised his hand to hit her, she quickly scrambled to the passenger seat of the car.

Chad's raised hand clenched into a fist and withdrew.

Jack stepped up to Chad and extended his hand, "Nice to meet you, Chad. I'm Jack Ashford."

Chad shot a hostile look at the man in front of him and didn't return the handshake, "Mr. Ashford, it would be best if you kept your distance from my sister in the future."

But Chad's position of authority cast a formidable

I would like to pursue

mince his words, "Neither you nor your

off, leaving everyone

disappeared from sight, Jack's eyebrows furrowed. Chad

Chad raised his hand to smack Molly, who was misbehaving. Molly flinched in

Molly next to him, and his raised hand fell again. Clearly, he couldn't bring himself to hit her,

lip. She stayed quiet for a while before whispering, "Mom mentioned you and me when we shared a bed last night." "Speak up, I can't hear you," Chad

said we're too close for siblings. We're more like lovers. She's worried that my feelings for you might become romantic, so she suggested that I get out more and make more friends. Not to always stick with blood relatives, but to befriend people who aren't related to

words had a slight edge of anger

Chad fell silent.

the engine. He turned to look at Molly, who was fuming next to him, "So, you knew he was into you before you accepted his invitation?" Molly could feel Chad's rage intensifying. She shot a glance at the man next to her, who was seething, and said softly, "I wasn't sure before, but

think?" If she dared to say she had a thing for Jack, he'd kick her out of the

out!" Chad's jealousy was

the car, walked to the passenger side, and opened the door, "Get out. Let the guy you fancy pick you up. There's no room for you in my car anymore." "I don't want to." Molly

that supposed to be

I love the most," Molly

moonlit night, when emotions run high, Chad popped a question to Molly, "Since you love me the

didn't hesitate, "But you're my

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out loud, his heart

hand was clenched tightly as he looked at Molly's stunned expression. Anxiety, unease, worry,

dumbfounded at Chad. It was as if a tightly locked door in her mind refused to open. Chad's sudden outburst seemed like a force trying to