Chapter 190: Sleeping on the Floor?

Either way, she couldn't stand those people from the Martial Artists Association. Atreus Lyson loosened up his shoulders and neck, then headed straight for Violette Yoxall's bedroom. Seeing him about to step inside, Violette blurted out, "What are you doing?" "Checking if the window can be fixed," Atreus said, glancing at the cramped little living room. "We can't both squeeze out here all night." That living room might have barely worked for him alone. For two people, it meant one on the sofa...