Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 26

At 7:30 PM, Stella, clutching a bunch of tulips, stood eagerly at the airport exit.

Wrapped in her beige trench coat, with a cute bun atop her head, she looked both adorable and composed.

A chilly breeze, finding its way through unseen crevices, made her sniff and instinctively pull her coat tighter around her.

They had agreed on 8 o'clock. Sure enough, as the clock struck eight, a familiar silhouette caught her eye.

The sight of the man, tall and dignified, triggered a flood of memories in Stella's mind - all those moments he had held her close, comforting her.

Dressed in a black trench coat complemented by a gray scarf, he exuded an aura of gentle warmth.

Yet, Stella knew all too well the brutal and frenzied soul that lay beneath that composed exterior. Ronald Quinn, the man who had taken her into his world. Their eyes met, and Stella felt the chilling authority in his gaze, instantly lowering her own.

Enveloped by his shadow, his familiar scent surrounded her.

Tentatively, Stella offered the tulips, "These...these are what you like."

She was guilty and scared.

The man didn't take them, his presence growing even more imposing.

Despite the bustling crowd, it felt as if they were the only two people in the world.

Her arm, having stretched to hold the flowers, weakened, and she reached out hesitantly to touch his scarf, "Ronald!"

soften him. Her wrist was firmly grasped before she could react, and she found herself pulled into his embrace. "Getting bold, aren't you?" his

years. And not once had she reached out to him, her rebellion so stark, just as everyone said, had he spoiled her too

what

His tone remained perilous.

she spoke, Ronald released her, taking her

respectfully opened the

the sight of the

Ronald's car back in

wasn't planning to leave Portis City anytime soon. Her originally clenched

glance at Stella, who reached only the

Quinn." Idris

nodded both guiltily and politely, "Hello,

could say more, she was swiftly

presence forced Stella into

was

her slender arm was grasped by the man's large hand; without waiting for her response, the next second, the

"Hmm?"

"I'm not a

with her sitting across

her chilled cheek,

to meet

made her inwardly recoil, yet she had no

a child anymore, so you think you