Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 86

In the next instant, Stella found herself swept into his arms, followed by a kiss tinged with the faint aroma of red wine landing on her lips. Boom!

A thunderous shockwave hit Stella, rendering her completely stunned, her body turning to stone!

Her lack of resistance, in his eyes, seemed like acquiescence, and his kisses grew wilder, conquering with reckless abandon.

It took five heartbeats for Stella to snap back to reality, instinctively placing her hands against his chest in a feeble attempt to push him away.

But in a blink, her slender wrists were captured and pinned behind her back.

"Ronald, Ronald," she cried out in shock.

The man pinning her down, his eyes heavy with intoxication, gave her a brief glance. His gaze was deep and hazy, making Stella unsure if he possessed any semblance of reason. She managed to free her hands and cupped his face. "Tell me, who am I?"

The hidden side of her heart, never meant to be revealed, suddenly surged forward, and Stella couldn't believe it. After all, this was happening while Ronald was drunk. She...fancied him, missed him, loved him.

In Ferrowland, a relationship between two persons without blood ties wasn't a taboo. But she was scared.

whenever Ronald introduced to others that she was a kid, she felt that to

to reveal the true depths of her feelings and he didn't reciprocate,

silent, a hint of disappointment

voice carried a tinge

instead cupped her face, leaning

her face away,

happened next would simply happen. But he

to find out it was her he was with, and

moment, who he

she hadn't been with

...

to

hangover cure. Though her

limited, hangover cures

something she excelled at

Ferrowland, her parents often attended social gatherings and Ronald frequently came home drunk. The

and concocted a recipe