Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Mia leaned back, watching the man's mouth as he spoke. There was something odd about the way he pronounced his words-like his tongue was a bit too long and he had this habit of biting it with his teeth, almost taunting her with every syllable.

She was reminded of those days at home, bored while cramming for her exams. Feeding her son, Henry, was always an adventure-he loved to chomp down on his chopsticks. Sometimes Mia would turn the tables and gently pinch his tiny tongue between the chopsticks. "Say 'Mama'-" she'd coax.

Henry would tip his little face up, tongue caught, and mumble, "Mama~"

"Good boy. Mommy's going to give you a big kiss!"

Then Henry would demand his turn, grabbing Mia's tongue with his chubby fingers and babbling, "Mama~ treasure."

Mia would play along, talking around her tongue, "Sweetheart, your hands are so tired! Did you get into something messy again?"

Honestly, there was nothing the two of them wouldn't turn into a game.

Now, back in the present, Mia took a gamble-sure enough, the man was biting his tongue again.

He covered his mouth and grabbed a water bottle, calling for a break. Mia retreated to a corner of the platform, sweat running down her face.

Molly rushed over, twisting open a fresh bottle and handing it to Mia. "Careful, Mia he's definitely plotting his revenge."

Mia nodded, wiping her brow. "I wonder how the kids are holding up."

"Don't worry about them. Anya's looking after them-they're probably having a better time than we could imagine. Stay sharp."

but she couldn't help thinking of her son. "Do you think he

own little wild child—always starting trouble, always wanting to wrestle.

But still-

need to stay focused. Look, he's rinsing his mouth and spitting blood

and glanced up at the second floor. "Why is it so dark up

were out, the shadows thick. "You're

Andre caught his wife looking his way. He turned and slipped away to

the wall, he was joined by Noah. "Boss, what're we doing

"Hiding," Andre muttered.

Noah blinked. "..."

Andre's

no one

full of worry. With

when you

just now, do you

letting her fight?"

"It hurts

Mia pushed herself

back to his spot in the stands, eyes locked

time, the man charged