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.

to breathe.

her hand. His voice, now tinged with desire, broke

couldn't muster

Stella was nearly

her cheeks flushed with a rosy

against hers. "Why did you come

recover from a fever, and he had

a good long nap, which was why

her muffled voice emerging, "Yvonne's

a heaviness settling

"She called you?"

me to pick her

had threatened her over the phone nott tell Ronald about her visit. Yet, Stella turned

displeasure crossed Ronald's eyes.

icy as he

AUMS

having turned his back on them, pivoted respectfully

that little runaway

had turned the world upside down

found Stella, there'd be hell to pay. That girl

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