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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.

much. You need the energy if you've got a

Hull when she'd get back

shrugged. "If you're tired,

Susanna blinked. "You mean

think the mess at Black Gate is worth running

"Mess?" Susanna repeated, incredulous.

Black Gate was practically a war zone these days, everybody

Hull was calling it a "mess," like

counted as a big

other brother, Finch, got seriously hurt. Now Derek's all wrapped up in his son's drama. Your mom finally has some breathing room. If she's ruthless

was, after all,

the guts, now's the

hesitate. "She better go for

supposed to do-play nice?

smile at her sudden fierce

finally takes over the Black Gate, you'll

the so-called princess,"

out, Dan was a total jerk, and every guy in the

how Derek always protected his mistress,

and treated everyone else like