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?"

soon anyway. Considering everything going on... she was pregnant, and in the last few weeks, she'd come

could get to her, they could go after Star too. Star was Mr. Quinn's pride and joy. If anything happened to Star

"Don't go

get it. I'm basically a walking disaster zone

it before, but now it was

in her eyes. He smirked. "Relax. You're not nearly powerful enough to drag Star down with you." Susanna gaped at him.

Ferrowland would dare lay

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 family down with you. Messing

"But what about Black Gate? Aren't they

stories-Black Gate's boss was supposed to be utterly ruthless. Last night, seeing those twin sisters with their strange

snorted. "Black Gate? Please. They're nothing

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

about how tangled her connections were,

Ivanna Nelson or whatever? Different last names. Is that normal around here? Don't

the Murray family? Only the boys take

eyebrows shot up. "So... the girls