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.

"Uh, c-could you not look at

voice caught on the word "scary", and she felt

Portis City, she was fearless, but here, in unfamiliar surroundings, she felt like a

as horrified as a wolf's in the dark, and even a single look felt like it could tear her apart. "What

tears welling up

"I..."

began to speak, Hull cut her off. "Think carefully

the threat hang in the air, unspoken but clear. If she didn't handle this right, she'd be

great... Was this karma

enjoy a bit of gossip. Did she really deserve this kind of payback? Caught

bowed her

doubt, apologizing, admitting

raised an eyebrow.

mean to," Susanna said, her voice

blankets, she dreaded the thought of him claiming to prove

caused her

once this was

gossip

his

She wouldn't

gall to do that. .

cigar into the ashtray and looked at her once more. "So, what am I not

quickly looked away. "It's me. I'm the

Hull kept on, "Hmm?"

it's me. I'm the one who's

she was not going to care about more, even

eyebrow. "Oh? And

seemed that the

ended.

through