Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 331

The villa had been blown to smithereens by Stella's little gas escapade. The kitchen and even the living room on the ground floor were pretty much obliterated. So, Xander whisked her away to another estate, hoping for some peace. But, Stella was a firecracker.

So when Stella finally emerged from her shower, worn out from all the chaos she'd caused, all she wanted was a good night's sleep. But there was Xander, sitting on the bed with a book in hand. Stella's mouth twitched. "What in the world do you think you're doing?"

"What do you mean? Someone's got to keep an eye on you," Xander replied, smirking. "You're a walking disaster. I don't have enough real estate on the planet for you to blow up."

Stella glanced around the room. There was the bed, and a couch, but the couch looked cramped. Was he suggesting she sleep there?

"Why are you just standing there like a statue? Aren't you tired? Get over here and sleep," Xander said.

Stella blinked. "Wait, you mean with you?"

Xander grinned. "Consider it a bonus. How about that?"

Stella rolled her eyes. "Oh, gee, thanks a lot."

Yeah, like she needed that kind of "bonus." No, thank you.

"Just get out. I promise I won't cause any more trouble," she pleaded, hoping to avoid sharing a room with him.

"If you'd been this cooperative earlier,

grimaced. Who could be cooperative when practically kidnapped? Not her, for

shrugged. "Well, too bad. I don't trust you

Stella shot him

she didn't move, Xander tossed his book aside and stood up, striding toward

Stella took

in a flash, Xander had grabbed the collar of her silk nightgown. With a tug that was a tad too forceful, there was a sharp tearing sound, and a button popped off. Stella gaped

The room fell silent.

erupted. "Xander, you jerk! I'm gonna tear you

I

lunged forward, he pinned her against the

of me,"

pulling out a gleaming knife and holding

a remnant of their earlier scuffle. "Really? You're

her wince. Her face twisted in pain, but she was ready to

lifted her chin with

by Ronald. His eyes deepened, and the air around him

belongs to en.kikistoriet

he asked, his voice low and dangerous. Stella