Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella) novel Chapter 263

Ronald insisted on checking Stella for injuries, and sure enough, she was hurt- though not severely.

After he finished examining her, Stella hid under the covers again. "You need to leave now."

Ronald chuckled softly and moved to pull the blanket off her head once again.

Stella fought back like a wildcat. But in the next moment, her movements halted abruptly.

His cool lips pressed against hers, leaving Stella's eyes wide with shock.

It was over in an instant. Just as Ronald began to pull away, Stella suddenly grabbed the collar of his shirt.

Amused, Ronald asked, "Not enough?"

Her face, already flushed from a fever, seemed ready to burst into flames at his words.

She tried to meet his gaze, her toes curling, and stuttered, "Are, are you… are you sober right now? Do you even realize what you're doing?"

She sniffed the air, trying to detect any hint of alcohol on him.

He hadn't been drinking. He was sober...

And just now, he had actually!

The thought of being pinned down on the bed by him sent Stella's heart into overdrive. The distance between them seemed to stretch far beyond that of normal siblings.

So, what did this mean for them?

Ronald gently ruffled her soft hair. "Scared?"

Stella grabbed his hand tightly.

"It was you who made the move last night," she said with firm conviction.

Though her words carried blame, in her heart, she knew last night had left her with no way out. But deep down, she felt a mix of reluctance and willingness.

Ronald gently squeezed her hand and kissed it. "Yes, it was me."

His tone was indulgent, soothing the turmoil within Stella's heart.

Unknown to others, the events of last night had left Stella in a state of complete anxiety. With Ronald under the influence of alcohol and drug, she had feared he might deny everything afterward.

Hearing his words now brought tears to her eyes.

She leaped out from under the covers and threw her arms around his neck. "You scared me to death."

"Hmm?"