Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 1684

“Huh?” Milka stared, completely thrown off. Her??

Mars reached for Milka’s hand, only to realize how cold her fingers were. He looked at her again, his big hand wrapping around hers, sharing his warmth. “I told you, there’s no one else. Didn’t you believe me?”

Milka mumbled, “No, I just forgot.”

Mars studied her face. He’d meant to tease her, maybe get her to snap at him, but instead, he saw another side of her—soft, uncertain, way more vulnerable than he’d realized.

Milka really had zero sense of security.

“So, what did you all talk about today?” Mars switched gears, hoping to lighten things up.

That question triggered something in Milka. “You said Annie was violent, right? Well, I asked around today, and turns out, she’s not at all.”

“Who’d you ask?” Mars raised an eyebrow.

Milka answered honestly, “The three of them.”

“You asked those three?! Are you serious? Do you even know who you were talking to? If Annie ever went up against Mia, Annie would be the one running for cover,” Mars said, getting heated.

“What do you mean?” Milka was completely lost.

Mars kept one hand on the wheel, the other waving in the air. “I mean Mia’s way tougher than Annie. If it came down to a fight, Annie wouldn’t stand a chance.”

Milka thought of Mia—sweet, gentle, always smiling. “No way! She’s adorable.”

Mars almost laughed. “You’re too innocent. Mia’s been to the police station so many times for fighting, she practically has her own seat there. When Andre first got married, he was at the station every other day, bailing his wife out.”

“If you asked anyone at the precinct, they’d know all about the Cedillo family troublemakers. Mia, Molly, Leo, Anya, Henry—the whole crew. Don’t believe me? Ask Annie. She’ll back me up.”

“Oh, Molly?” Mars grinned. “She doesn’t fight. She just talks people into an early grave. Her mouth is lethal. She can rile people up so much, you’d think smoke was coming out of their ears. I’ve never met anyone who could out-argue her.”

Milka almost laughed. Beautiful, but with a razor-sharp tongue.

“And Anya? She’s so sweet. How did she end up in this group?”

Mars snorted. “Every squad needs someone to handle logistics, right?”

Milka was floored. The group she’d had dinner with tonight—this was their real story.

Mars grinned, leaning in conspiratorially. “Want something juicier? Lizzy’s dad and Sweetie’s dad? Used to be rivals in love.”

Milka gaped. “What?!”