Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 411

Was he always like this, not caring about the place or time?

Stella argued, "I-I wasn't running. Let me go. We're in the car, for heaven's sake!"

However, just as she finished speaking, the partition started to rise.

Wow, Idris sure knew how to mind his own business.

Pushing against Ronald's chest with her small hands, Stella protested, "Let go of me. I don't want it."

Ronald, having held back all night, was losing his composure. "I won't hurt you."

"Nothing's happening. I said no," Stella insisted. She knew he wouldn't harm her and there might be another way to do it, but still, she wasn't in the mood.

And not in the car, of all places.

Moreover, his methods were shameless.

Cringing like a small bundle, she wriggled unceasingly, and soon Ronald's breathing grew uneven. He grasped her slender waist and murmured huskily, "Star, be good, okay?"

Panicked at his voice, She struggled even more. "No, I don't want to, please..."

Overwhelmed, she burst into tears.

Ronald paused for a moment, surprised, then tilted her chin up and kissed her. His familiar, warm presence engulfed her completely.

Meanwhile, in a villa in Ferrowland, Susanna sat on the bed, clutching the sheets tightly around her, and pulling them higher to make sure she wasn't exposed.

Hull sat across from her, a cigar between his fingers, his gaze sharp and intense.

The silence was heavy, pressing down on her.

stammered, "Uh, c-could you not look at

caught on the word "scary", and she felt a lump in

fearless, but here, in unfamiliar

as a wolf's in the dark, and even a single look felt like it could tear her apart. "What department do I have an issue?" he questioned, his voice cool and

tears welling

"I..."

she began to speak, Hull cut her off. "Think carefully before you answer, or

the air, unspoken but clear. If she didn't handle this right,

Was this karma biting her

of gossip. Did she really deserve this kind of payback? Caught gossiping, and now she was in the hot

her head. "I'm

doubt, apologizing, admitting

an eyebrow.

Susanna

but blankets, she dreaded the thought of him claiming to prove

really caused

vowed, once this was over,

gossip about Hull

his

again. She

to do

ash from his cigar into the ashtray and looked

Susanna's heart lurch. She quickly looked away. "It's

Hull kept on, "Hmm?"

responded, "It's not about you, it's me.

life, she was not going to care about more, even

eyebrow. "Oh? And

that the

ended.

saw through it;