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.

chuckled. "If you'd been this cooperative earlier, we wouldn't have had all this

grimaced. Who could be cooperative when practically

too bad. I don't

him

tossed his book aside and

Stella took a

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

put. I wouldn't move if I were you," Xander warned, his tone

forward, he pinned her against the wall with precision, holding

go of me," she

happens," he threatened, pulling out a gleaming knife and holding it dangerously close to

glanced at the bandage wrapped around his neck, a remnant

her harder against the wall, making her wince. Her face twisted in

chin with a

by Ronald. His eyes deepened, and the air around

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his voice low and dangerous. Stella shot back defiantly, "What's it