Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 293

After a while, Ronald finally seemed satisfied and let Stella go.

Stella looked at him with a pout, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears. "My lips hurt," she complained.

It did hurt a bit. He was so inexperienced...

Ronald bent down to examine her lips, noticing the slight chapping with a pang of regret. "I'll be gentler next time."

"You're already thinking about next time? It hurts!" Stella mumbled as she snuggled back under the covers.

She had planned to head to the studio today to give Tabitha some work instructions, but with the snow falling thick outside, she felt no desire to leave the house. There was something so comforting about staying in bed during a snowstorm. Besides, with her lips sore, she knew Ronald wouldn't let her go out anyway.

Ronald chuckled at her lazy demeanor. "Make sure you wrap things up at your studio soon. We're heading back to Ferrowland."

Stella turned to face him, eyes wide with anticipation. "When?"

Suddenly announcing a trip back to Ferrowland had her heart racing with excitement.

But wait...

"Can we wait until these marks fade before we go back?" she asked.

She couldn't very well explain them to her mom or Yvonne if they asked.

Ronald stood up, considering. "About two weeks."

"That

behaved himself. If he didn't, and more marks appeared, she might not

a teasing smile.

at

"Why not?"

her eyes as she gazed at him.

react. If she managed to stay in Ferrowland without bolting, it would

Ronald left

studio and how to handle things. She hadn't been able to contact anyone in Ferrowland before, uncertain if or when she could return. Now that she was going

a meeting

her tongue. "Karma, I tell you. What did the Larkin family

at the

got

Lately, Susanna had been

little niece. The

Jaxon and Lola with

inquired, "Did you see the

believe it? Fate just keeps serving me the juiciest

her friend's obvious

"I heard it was a gunshot wound. Both his hands are ruined. How much must

taken Jaxon's hands? That was Ronald being

Susanna continued, "Yeah, Mrs.

She could never tell the difference between her adopted daughter and her own. Now with her real son and the

matter? The