Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

"Ronald, I was really upset before," Stella confessed, her voice tinged with a mix of relief and vulnerability. Holding onto those feelings for years had been tough. Really tough.

But now, with just a few words from him, everything seemed to fall into place.

Ronald raised an eyebrow, a teasing smile playing on his lips. "Oh? What were you upset about before?" Stella's eyes welled up, tears spilling over as she playfully pinched his side. "You're teasing me again."

Before, he had pretended to be oblivious to her feelings, and now he was doing it again.

"You knew all along, didn't you? Tell me, did you always know how I felt?"

He caught her mischievous hand, chuckling softly. "How old were you back then, huh?"

She froze, her cheeks flushing crimson. She had been just a young girl, lost in the whirlwind of confusing teenage emotions. Who could predict how long a girl's curiosity might last? Ronald cupped her face tenderly, brushing a gentle kiss on her forehead. "You've only just grown up, and now you're questioning me about the past?"

She huffed, her protest half-hearted.

In their playful struggle, the pink box slipped from Ronald's grip and clattered to the floor.

Stella glanced at it. "You dropped it."

Ronald chuckled. "Do you want me to use it?"

Her face turned impossibly red, heat radiating off her cheeks. "I mean... Is that really something to ask so casually?"

she snuggled into his chest, seeking refuge

the room, stopping abruptly as his eyes landed on the pair, still entwined, with the small box lying conspicuously on the floor

blank for a moment

pinched Ronald's

turned to see Idris's retreating figure. "See? No

protested, "But not in front of everyone. There were so many

effortlessly into his arms and carrying

he leaned in, Stella pushed him playfully. "But that is still out

be used," Ronald

"What?" Stella asked, puzzled.

size is wrong," he grinned

turned a deeper

of red,

she tried to bury

let her

gently held her face, his voice

admitted, grateful for the medication Finley

Ronald laughed softly.

"But it's still

not want to?" Ronald

groaned, "You sound just like Finley with