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.

overwhelming so much so that, even without any injuries, it

small nod. "Just a

flushed face and pinched her cheek gently.

that, he stepped

into the bathroom, glaring at her rosy cheeks in

muttered to

and composed Mr. Quinn had such a teasing,

...

call to Finley, reminding him to pick up

precious gem all her life, and now you're letting her get hurt repeatedly." Ronald cut him off, "Just get the stuff, will you?" then hung up without another

thing. This was definitely not something he wanted

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

a glance. "That mouth of yours will get you

not

The one who causes harm gets off scot-free, while the one who talks

pharmacy about two hundred meters ahead.

need to keep that kind of ointment on hand

seen Ronald's... before

most people wouldn't be able to handle it, especially

...

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

"What?"

to her, just say the word, and I'll kick her out."

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

and ended the

or maybe to blame her for the Larkin family's decline. She had no patience