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!"

wrist was firmly grasped before she could react, and

rebellion so stark, just as everyone said, had he spoiled her too much? Stella's heart

about what you're

His tone remained perilous.

to spill from her eyes. Before she spoke, Ronald released her, taking her hand and leading her out of

waiting outside, respectfully opened the car door

sight of the vehicle, "You had the car

was Ronald's car back

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

down, the man cast a glance at Stella, who reached only the

Quinn." Idris greeted

nodded both guiltily and

swiftly lifted

suit, Ronald's imposing presence forced Stella

was

slender arm was grasped by the man's large hand; without waiting

"Hmm?"

cheeks flushed, "I'm not a child

with her sitting across

cold fingers gently caressed her chilled cheek,

to meet

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

a child anymore, so you think you can