Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella) novel Chapter 166

There were only Stella and Ronald left. She gazed at him; every blink from Ronald sent Stella's heart into a skip, instinctively making her want to rise from his embrace.

But Ronald had other plans, pinning her down the next moment, "What's with your neck?"

His magnetic voice was deep, carrying a tone that made her heart skip yet again.

Stella stuttered, "Well, that...I got bitten by a bug last night."

Only someone with no memory of last night would ask such a question.

Thinking back to how he had dominantly pinned her to the couch last night, it wasn't a surprise her neck bore such a conspicuous mark.

Ronald raised an eyebrow, "A bug, again?"

Stella nodded frantically, "Yes, a bug again."

What else could she say? She couldn't outright admit it was his doing, could she?

He had been gentle, and yet possessive, biting her lips so strong that she could still feel the burning pain in the morning.

The man’s warm fingertips grazed her tender lips, "This bug seems quite fierce, causing this much damage."

Stella's cheeks heated uncontrollably. She nodded again, "Yeah, it was pretty fierce, couldn't even fight it off."

Ronald tightened his grip around her waist, "You fought it?"

Stella replied with deadpan sincerity, "I did."

But in reality, she wouldn't dare. Her slap would have surely woken him up, turning the scene into an inexplicable mess. So, she never mustered the courage to actually do it.

Ronald chuckled, "Let's have the butler fumigate your room properly."

"Totally. And, can you please not drink anymore?"

His stomach wasn’t in a well condition to begin with. Moreover, who in this world had the ability to make him adjust? Why drink someone else's booze?

Besides, drinking led to mishaps, and if something went wrong, she couldn't even hold him accountable.