Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 678

Leo burst into laughter in his bedroom, relieved that stupidity wasn't fatal, or else he feared Anya wouldn't have much longer to live.

Exiting the game, Leo typed into the group chat, "Wasn't me playing today, folks. We had a rookie on board."

"Your... girlfriend?"

"Yeah, Anya."

A rival in the group piped up, "You ditched us, letting your girl mess around in the game."

Leo shot back, "I let her have her fun. I've got it covered."

Then, Leo privately messaged the teammates he and Anya had played with earlier, promising to make up for the lost levels by carrying them through a few tonight.

"Man, what happened today? Did someone hack your account?" someone asked.

Leo replied, "Nope, just a jealous girl having a go with my account. If you see my moves going sideways, you'll know it's her practicing."

The team was baffled, "Man, you're spoiling her rotten."

Leo just chuckled, "She might make you lose a few levels, but I'll carry you up twice as many tonight."

"Deal!"

Leo closed the chat, amused as he watched Anya's clumsy gameplay. He couldn't help but tease, "Dope, dork, silly goose."

dozen times before finally turning off

had during the day, snuggled under the covers and fell asleep instantly, oblivious to the fact she had dragged Chad's levels

clueless, constantly getting lost on the map and nearly wandering into enemy territory, that it sparked a global alert in

where's

can you share some news about our hero?

then turned to Leo, "Chad, who's the Legend's Girlfriend they're all asking

a look, "Anya, how about we

"Chad, they're not talking

not Chad's girlfriend. Plus, they don't even know I'm the one

watched as Anya drifted

but suggest, "Why don't you ask them

just that in the chat,

"You" "You" "Yeah,

quietly put down the phone, turn off the screen, and sheepishly said, "Chad,

to resist, she soon found herself quietly playing next to Leo for the entire

calculated he'd have to carry his teammates through ten levels

you

"Sure."

found himself back in Maplewood

scorching sun warmed the pool to

the poolside, watching her son float around with a rubber duckie swim ring, occasionally using a stick to guide him back to the edge. The little guy,

scoffed, "And get a tan? No

that rugged tan. My husband, a family man, doesn't need

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