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And honestly, she never thought much of her own figure.

Mostly, it was because she'd been influenced by Star before. Back then, Stella couldn't care less about Yorick.

Her whole vibe was all about: career first, live however makes you happy, do your own thing.

Now, out of nowhere, someone's actually handing her a plate of fried chicken to help her "fill out,” and Susanna's composure is starting to crack.

Susanna pouted, feeling a little sorry for herself.

But Hull just looked completely unfazed. "You don't have to eat it if you don't want to."

Susanna hesitated. "Well, I guess I'll eat it."

After all, fried chicken isn't going to hurt her, right? Worst case, she gets some extra protein. Best case, maybe it really will help her curves.

So Susanna, still pouting, sat there under Hull's watchful gaze and polished off one piece, then another, then another.

By the time she reached for her fourth drumstick, Hull raised an eyebrow. "You sure you're still hungry?"

Susanna grinned. "Of course I am."

She'd been practically starving lately. Used to have the appetite of a kitten, but now? She could put away a steak dinner, no problem.

Stella could eat so much. You need the energy

back to training-she wanted to squeeze in a nap

"If you're tired,

really?" Susanna blinked. "You mean

think the mess at Black Gate

"Mess?" Susanna repeated, incredulous.

Black Gate was practically a war zone these days, everybody fighting for control, power

a "mess," like

as a

hurt. Now Derek's all wrapped up in his son's drama. Your mom finally has

glanced at Susanna, hesitated for a moment-this was, after all, her family tearing

now's the perfect time to take

hesitate. "She better

she supposed to do-play nice?

but smile at her sudden fierce

she finally takes over the Black Gate, you'll be the

so-called princess," Susanna

down all the tangled Black Gate relationships for her Turns out, Dan was a total jerk,

always protected his mistress, only

everyone else like they