Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Susanna avoided Hull's gaze, keeping her eyes glued to her plate of mashed potatoes. She didn't say a word, just kept pushing her food around with her fork.

Hull raised an eyebrow. "Susie?"

She squirmed in her seat. "I-it's nothing. Just... thanks for last night."

Hull let out a small laugh. “You're thanking me by serving me soup? That's your big gesture?"

Susanna's cheeks turned bright red. "!!"

Hull leaned in a little, voice dropping, all teasing. "Trust me, that's not exactly the kind of gratitude I had in mind."

She understood exactly what he meant, and her blush deepened.

Hull took a sip of the chicken noodle soup she'd ladled for him. "By the way, don't call Star over here for a while."

"Huh?"

looked up, confused. Did he really not want Star to come by? Honestly, she hadn't planned on seeing Star anytime soon anyway. Considering everything going on... she was pregnant, and in the last few weeks, she'd

her mother. And if they could get to her, they could go after Star too. Star was Mr. Quinn's pride and joy.

"Don't go see

I'm basically a

before, but now it

eyes. He smirked. "Relax. You're not nearly powerful enough

shrugged. "No one in Ferrowland would

touch her. It was an unspoken rule: as long as you left Stella alone, anything was negotiable. But if you crossed that line... well, even if you were prepared to die, you'd be taking your whole

what about Black Gate? Aren't they

those twin sisters

Gate? Please. They're nothing

but Hull was confident they'd never have the guts to go up against Ronald

how tangled her connections were,

was called Dan-something, and those twins were Ivanna Nelson or

"In the Murray family? Only

shot up. "So... the girls just