Chapter 157 Shots - Ii
- “We don’t have many options, so I guess we should make her clean this room with this thin top she is wearing,” someone says as Tank grabs the hem of my shirt.
- “TANK!” A voice cuts sharp through the room, and relief floods through me.
- “Guess what she did?” Tank steps away as he turns to face West. “Smashed a bottle on Krwi’s son. I have been telling you, you are too soft on her.”