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.

so much so that, even without any injuries, it still hurt a little after such a long

a small nod.

flushed face and pinched her

that, he stepped

the bathroom, glaring at her rosy cheeks in the

she muttered

Mr. Quinn had such a teasing, carefree side? He could

...

call to Finley, reminding him to pick up some ointment

treated her like a precious gem all her life, and now you're letting her get hurt repeatedly." Ronald cut him off, "Just get the stuff, will you?"

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

tone and grumbled, "He's acting like I'm the one

glance. "That mouth of yours will get you

"So now I'm not

who causes harm gets off scot-free, while

about two hundred meters ahead. Let's stop

they'd need to keep that kind of ointment

Ronald's... before when they showered

be able to handle it,

...

ready to leave, when Susanna's call came through. She picked up, "Hey,

"What?"

looking for you. If you don't want to talk to her, just say the word, and I'll kick her out." Susanna

years of parading around as the grand Mrs. Larkin, and

sighed and ended the

was probably looking for her because 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