Chapter 193. Little Miss Assassin

Lexcis Aeden

Chantel immediately grabs my hand beneath the blanket, which helps.

"Does little miss assassin here like your mouth? I believe she does, based on what happened a few days earlier," Caen says, laughing. They exchange a high five. Zave is looking at me, and his gaze is attempting to penetrate my soul.

"Fuck you," Chantel says.

"Not her, fuck him," Caen continues to laugh. Mera chimes in, "No! Let her fuck me if she wants."

Great. Another individual is gushing over her. I understand they are friends, but it does not make it any better.

I decline to answer Mera's inquiry, and she pouts. "Do you love hers?" She asks instead.

Instead of cursing her, Chantel scoffs, "Of course," but it is too quiet for them to hear.

"It is something with the tongue, right? She informed me about it."

"Duh, it is incred-" Chantel quickly smacks her palm over