Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

"We need to fly to Cyris Isle immediately."

"Right now?"

Ronald nodded. "Yeah, right now. I've already arranged for some summer clothes to be sent over for you."

Cyris Isle was in the middle of a scorching summer, and Stella's outfit from the plane was totally unsuitable.

"But I'm starving," Stella said, looking at Ronald with hopeful eyes.

Could they maybe eat something before heading out? She hadn't eaten in two days and nights, and running around in Patrina had completely drained her energy.

Not to mention the long haul with him on the plane.

Thinking about it made Stella give Ronald a resentful look.

"I'm tired, hungry, and sore."

Ronald's eyes softened as he gently tousled her hair. "Food will be here soon."

Stella perked up. "Okay, as long as I get to eat."

As Ronald helped remove her scarf, his gaze fell on the faint marks underneath.

"Does it hurt?" he asked, his voice quieter now.

The question caught Stella off guard. Her face went beet red, and her mind blanked for a moment.

This time, Ronald was especially patient. Although it was hard for him to control himself, he didn't want to hurt her. Instead, he made Stella experience an unprecedented sense of bliss.

even without any

a small nod. "Just

chuckled at her flushed face and pinched her cheek gently.

he

at her rosy cheeks in the mirror. She splashed

muttered

teasing, carefree side? He could bring up something like

...

call to Finley, reminding him

precious gem all her life, and now you're letting her get

pretending not to hear a thing. This was definitely not something he wanted to get

in the car, Finley heard the dial tone and grumbled, "He's acting like I'm the one who

of yours will get you in trouble

scoffed. "So now I'm not supposed to

gets off scot-free, while

hundred meters

that kind of

seen Ronald's... before when they showered

be able to handle it, especially someone as petite

...

leave, when Susanna's call came through. She picked up, "Hey, Susie." "Star, I've got someone clinging to

"What?"

is looking for you. If you don't want to talk to her, just say the word, and I'll kick her out." Susanna was fuming. What kind of person does that? She was itching to give

these years of parading around as the grand Mrs. Larkin, and this is what it's come to?

sighed and ended the

of Ursula- or maybe to blame her for the Larkin family's decline. She had no patience for that negativity, especially when she was constantly on