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

not once had she reached out to him, her rebellion so

thinking about what

His tone remained perilous.

Before she spoke, Ronald released her, taking

waiting outside, respectfully opened the

the sight of the vehicle,

car back

planning to leave Portis City anytime soon. Her originally clenched heart tightened

cast a glance at Stella, who reached only the height to his chest, swallowing hard by

Idris greeted her

nodded both guiltily and

was swiftly

imposing presence forced Stella

was no escaping

by the man's large hand; without waiting for her response, the next second, the man put her on his

"Hmm?"

cheeks flushed, "I'm not a

her sitting

caressed her chilled cheek, finally resting on

couldn't bear to meet his

imminent threat in his silence made her inwardly recoil, yet she had no escape

anymore, so you