Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella)

Just as Stella was trying to compose herself, Ronald's phone buzzed again.

It was Idris again..

Ronald glanced down at the hand Stella was holding onto him, and Stella instinctively let go. "Go on, you should take that."

Ugh, talk about torture. Hurry up and leave, don't torment her here.

Seeing Stella about to bury her head under the covers again, Ronald quickly pulled her back.

The marks on her neck, like vivid roses, were etched into his heart.

He chuckled softly, planting a gentle kiss on her forehead. "Sweetie, get some sleep."

With that, he stood and walked toward the door.

Stella's heart raced, her mind spinning wildly. She suddenly felt incredibly vulnerable.

It was as if her courage had skyrocketed in that moment!

As Ronald reached for the doorknob, Stella blurted out, "Ronald, you...you took me last night."

The silence that followed was deafening.

Stella's breath hitched, her eyes fixated on Ronald's back.

She couldn't see his face, but she had truly laid it all out there.

For so many years, She had hidden her feelings, always concealing them with great effort. Back in Ferrowland, she'd been terrified someone would notice how she felt about Ronald. Whenever his friends would say, "Your sister's so cute, so thoughtful, coming to pick you up..." and so on, those comments reminded Stella, she was seen as Ronald's sister.

Even without blood ties, everyone treated her as his sibling. That deep-rooted perception, she wasn't sure she could ever change it.

Ronald's position demanded a partner of equal stature, both in status and family background.

All these reminders made her affection feel like a tiny flame, insignificant in comparison.

Faced with this love, she was too scared to reveal it. And her fear kept her at a distance from Ronald.

But last night, that distance had shattered.

Was she expected to hide her feelings forever?

She didn't want to maintain this sibling facade any longer.

Tears welled up in Stella's eyes as she sniffled, noticing Ronald hadn't turned around. Her voice was hoarse with emotion. She braced herself for the storm to come.

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Ronald turned around.

In the dim light, his expression was unreadable as he strode toward her bed.

Feeling his imposing presence, Stella instinctively wanted to retreat.

But in the next moment, she was pulled from her covers into his embrace. "Are you...are you mad? But it was you who insisted. I didn't seduce you, you..."

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Surprisingly, his cold lips pressed down on hers.

Her breath caught again!

As her thoughts froze, his kiss became more aggressive, leaving her no escape.

His presence enveloped her completely, along with the softness of his lips.

Stella's breathing quickened, her mind in turmoil.

After a while, just as Ronald's phone vibrated again, he finally released her, annoyance flickering in his eyes.

Their foreheads touched, his voice husky, "Is that what you think? That I forced you?"

Stella, still somewhat dazed, nodded mechanically.

Ronald pressed, "So, Star, what do you propose we do? Hm?"

Stella's lips twitched.

He was asking her what to do? As if he shouldn't be the one to take responsibility? Was he trying to pin this on her?

She could take any blame, but not this one!

"This is something you need to take responsibility for. What do you suggest?" Stella's voice broke, on the verge of tears.

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Hearing her distressed voice, a deeper smile appeared in Ronald's eyes, "So, I should take responsibility?"

"You absolutely must take responsibility. If you don't, I swear, this isn't over between us."

Stella's tears fell uncontrollably as she burst into sobs.