Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

At first, Tom didn't think Mia would be much of a challenge. But when he tried to catch her, he found she was as slippery as an eel, darting out of his grasp every time.

He finally gave her the respect she deserved. "You're full of surprises."

Tom's punches were lethal, and Mia knew it. She dodged and weaved, buying time.

Mia's agility and finesse only fueled Tom's frustration. Yet, every punch he threw, she evaded with ease.

It was as if she knew his every move. "Who are you?" he demanded.

Mia clenched her fists, taking the fight to Tom. When he tried to dodge, she swiftly retracted her hand and spun around, hammering her elbow into Tom's chest. Then, with her other fist, she struck a quick blow to his abdomen.

She aimed to throw off his balance, catching him off guard. The feint she had thrown was meant to disrupt his center of gravity, allowing her to strike when he was most vulnerable, targeting his heart and internal organs. This technique felt eerily familiar to Tom!

His eyes narrowed as the image of a woman skilled in such tactics overlapped with Mia's. "It's you!"

The Silent Ring had only one woman who didn't rely on brute force, preferring cunning and precision to target her opponent's weakest spots.

underestimated Andre's

been too

with Tom. "We're settling

at heart, with a wild streak that,

to intervene, witnessing the fierce exchange, it dawned on everyone just how formidable a fighter Andre's wife was. This was no childish scuffle but a real battle of fists and wits. Cornered against the railing, Mia seemed trapped. But just as Tom's fist aimed for her, a strong hand blocked it. Those hands belonged to Andre, her husband, who had raced through traffic, breaking every rule to get there. Andre's presence was menacing, his eyes cold with fury as he confronted Tom,

safety of the sidewalk, bundling

boy stopped crying, mesmerized by the unfolding

his wrath on Tom, it was brutal. The sound of Tom's

watched in frustration as Tom, cornered

ordered a thorough search, his voice devoid of

get far with his injuries. Molly rushed to Mia and

his concern evident.

head. "No, but let's get our son checked at the hospital,

guy, spotting his dad, stiffened his tiny frame, eager to leap into

Andre, alongside his wife and kid, headed to their SUV, "Leo and Anya,