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Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella) novel Chapter 438

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As Susanna descended the stairs, she noticed Hull lounging on the couch, phone in hand. The dining table nearby was set with breakfast, but there wasn't a housekeeper in sight. Susanna shuffled towards the table, trying to make herself as inconspicuous as possible.

Hull glanced at her, concluding his conversation with a curt, "Alright, let's do it that way," before hanging up. His gaze, cold and unreadable, landed on Susanna.

Susanna had already taken a seat at the table, and under Hull's intense scrutiny, she wished she could disappear into her bowl of cereal. The man was unfazed by anything, even the prospect of stripping someone of their dignity. He was dangerous.

Even from across the room, Hull could sense the tension radiating from Susanna. Lighting a cigarette, he took a slow drag and broke the silence. "Did you lock the door last night?"

The question caught Susanna off guard, causing her hand to tremble and her spoon to clatter into the bowl. She nodded nervously. "Yes."

Hull's eyes were on her, the smoke curling around him, obscuring his features but not the intimidating aura he exuded.

Too scared to speak, Susanna retrieved her spoon and took a shaky bite of her breakfast.

Hull continued, "What do you think I might do to you?"

She shook her head, stammering, "N-no. You… you're not interested in me."

At least, that's what Star had implied. Hull wasn't into someone like her.

Hull cocked an eyebrow. "Then why lock the door?"

Susanna's mind was screaming with frustration, but she dared not voice it. Surely, she was entitled to a sense of security as a woman, right?

Having witnessed Hull's cold demeanor, she dreaded provoking him, fearing he might snap.

When she remained silent, Hull chuckled darkly. "Starting tonight, stop locking it."

Susanna's heart sank, her hand shaking once more, nearly dropping her spoon again.

"Why?" she asked, her voice tinged with desperation. Facing him was terrifying enough—why deny her a sense of safety at night too?

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