Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella)

After all, he absolutely hated it when people tried to pull strings, even if it was Stella trying to do it.

Finley sighed. "But she's gone and ticked off your sister, and you know how she is."

Talking about it made Finley's head throb.

Stella was puzzled, "What did she do to my sister now?"

Finley explained, "She took Yvonne's favors and then bolted."

Stella could only imagine.

Skye sure had some nerve. Taking Yvonne's favors and not following through, then disappearing? That was a bold move.

Sure, angering Ronald might have worse consequences, but Yvonne wasn't someone you wanted to mess with either.

"Is Skye planning on leaving Ferrowland for good?"

Stella thought, shaking her head. She remembered how every time Skye tried to play games with Yvonne, it always ended with Skye getting the short end of the stick. Finley groaned. "Don't even start."

Thinking about his sister's antics gave him a headache too.

Stella couldn't help but question, "Why does she have to stir things up?"

When they said that she brought Yvonne's people over to Portis City, she thought Skye was set on partying in Ronald's danger zones.

This unexpected twist was just... mind-boggling. Ferrowland was bound to be in chaos again.

"Yeah," Finley agreed. "Why does she have to provoke others? Wait, what's your relationship with Ronald now?"

Stella's expression stiffened.

Seriously? Is that what he's focusing on right now?

She shot Finley a glare. "Worry about your sister instead."

Finley shrugged. "Just asking! So, how's Ronald in bed? His stamina? He hasn't been with anyone in years, so I'm guessing his skills are..." Finley's words were so outlandish that Stella choked on her drink.

Ronald had forgotten something and walked back in just in time to

hear Finley's brazen comments!

Seeing Stella choking, his expression hardened.

He marched over and gave Finley a swift kick.

Caught off guard, Finley nearly toppled off his chair. "What the heck..."

He was about to lash out until he saw it was Ronald, instantly, he swallowed his words and rubbed his sore side. "Did I say something wrong?"

Ronald narrowed his eyes. "You curious about how I am in bed? Is that it?"

Stella, still recovering from her coughing fit, choked again upon hearing Ronald's words. Her face turned beet red. Finley stammered, "I, uh..."

Ronald moved to Stella's side, gently patting her back.

But she wasn't one to sit back. Then she shot Finley a sharp look. "Didn't he ask you for some ointment?"

Finley was speechless.

Ronald was too.

Finley's mouth twitched as he glanced between Ronald and Stella. "Wow, Star, you're something else."

Stella buried her face into Ronald's side, realizing she'd said more than she intended. It was like anoveldrama

contagious embarrassment,vel

spreading rapidly.

Finley, being clueless, had pushed Stella to retaliate in her own direct way.

Ronald gave Finley a withering stare, and he gulped. "My bad."

Realizing it wasn't the time to provoke this ticking time bomb, he quickly made himself scarce.

Stella reached out and pinched Ronald hard. "This is all your fault."

Now everyone was teasing her, and she couldn't escape the jibes.

Ronald winced, sucking in air from the pain, as he caught her playful but vengeful hand.