C91 Chapter 90

"Now, now, Mellisa... Don't you think you are rushing things a bit too much?"

I tensed up as a tall, lanky brunette walked up to our table. He was dressed messily, with his buttons done in every which way, similar to his wild hair. But the thing that caught my eyes more was the gun that he was haphazardly twirling in his hand.

Ms. Mellisa's expression dropped at the appearance of this man