Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Was she scared?

Truth be told, after countless encounters of this sort within the Quinn family, Stella no longer felt the raw fear that had gripped her the first time she witnessed Ronald take a life. Her gaze casually drifted to the lifeless body on the floor. "Was he one of Lancelot's guys?"

Lancelot - a name she'd heard Ronald and Hull mention back in Spring Hill.

Ronald hummed in acknowledgment before leaning in to press a kiss to her cold lips- tender, lingering, and entirely unexpected.

Stella's mind buzzed as she instinctively pushed at Ronald. "There's- there's a body right there."

Seriously, big guy, there's a dead man just feet away.

And Idris and the others were right there, too.

What was he thinking? Making it blatantly obvious that the girl he'd been raising for years had now become his woman?

Even Idris, who usually kept his emotions under wraps, felt his brain short-circuit.

Despite having an inkling about what had transpired the previous night, this outright show of affection...

Idris, along with the bodyguards, discreetly turned away.

It wasn't just Idris, Stella was equally flustered.

Considering the less-than-glorious events of last night, she thought she and Ronald needed time to sort things out.

was leaving no room to breathe. Not for

free, Ronald caught her hand. His voice, now tinged with desire, broke

muster a complete

was nearly out

gasped for air, her cheeks flushed with a rosy

his forehead against hers. "Why

always needed extra sleep and plenty of food to recover

which was why he

nuzzled into his chest, her muffled voice emerging,

heaviness

"She called you?"

"She wants me to pick her up at

her visit. Yet, Stella turned around and spilled

of displeasure

was icy

AUMS

back on them, pivoted respectfully at the sound

that little

the world upside down looking

found Stella, there'd be hell to pay. That girl was too cunning for her own

Keep a close eye on her, and the person in charge this time can face the penalties