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."

before

had during the day, snuggled under the covers and fell

so clueless, constantly getting lost on the map and nearly wandering into enemy territory, that it sparked a global alert in the game: "The Legend's Girlfriend is here again, gather

Girlfriend, where's

you share some news about our

Leo, "Chad, who's the Legend's Girlfriend they're

look, "Anya, how about we

Anya incredulously asked, "Chad, they're

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

Anya drifted further

don't you ask them who they're talking

naive Anya did just that in the chat, "Who's

"You" "You" "Yeah, you"

watched her quietly put down the phone, turn off the screen, and sheepishly said, "Chad, I'm

she soon found herself quietly playing next to

levels drop, Leo calculated he'd have to carry his teammates

you play with Henry

"Sure."

found himself back in Maplewood

scorching sun warmed the

using a stick to guide him back to the edge. The little guy, mistaking it for a game, reached out to grab the stick. The maid couldn't

get a

men who should be out there, getting that rugged tan. My husband, a family

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