Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella)

If it were Susanna back in Portis City, she'd definitely have had a few choice words for Hull. But here, she didn't dare.

After some contemplation, she told Stella on the phone, "You should head back to Ferrowland."

Dealing with Hull was becoming unbearable, yet she had no choice but to endure. It was infuriating.

After hanging up, Susanna opened the door, only to find Hull had already disappeared.

Susanna tiptoed downstairs, but Hull was nowhere to be seen. He must have returned to his room. Those other folks had left too, it seemed.

With no one around, Susanna quickly grabbed a glass of water. Her throat felt parched, feeling like it was going to catch fire.

Once rehydrated, she went to Hull's room. She had learned her lesson. She knocked on the door and pressed her ear against it, straining to hear any sounds from inside.noveldrama

Too many unexpected things had happened around Hull, and she was thoroughly spooked.

Finally, Hull's voice came through, "Come in."

Cautiously, Susanna pushed the door open. She kept her eyes low, gradually settling them on the man inside.

And there he was, shirtless.

Susanna's heart did a little flip. Why on earth wasn't this man wearing a shirt?

Her gaze fell on his well-defined chest, and that wolf tattoo-fierce, almost alive— looked like it was ready to leap off his skin and tear her to shreds.

It was only then that Susanna could fully appreciate the entirety of the tattoo, which had snaked from Hull's neck down. The wolf's eyes were intense, glaring with a wild ferocity. Just looking at it gave her a shiver.

"What are you standing there for? Come here," Hull's voice was cold and

commanding, snapping her thoughts back to the moment.

Susanna tightened her grip on the doorframe, stammering, "C-can you, um, put on a shirt?"

Did this guy not realize how good his physique was?

Hull raised an eyebrow, "Hmm?"

Susanna persisted, "When a man and a woman are alone in a room, you should consider the implications."

Hull's lips curled into a teasing smile. "You? Want me to consider the implications?"

Susanna blinked. "W-what do you mean?"

Even under these circumstances, she could have some expectations, right?

Hull chuckled softly, "You didn't seem too concerned about implications before."

Susanna's eyes widened. What was that supposed to mean? Before she could figure out what Hull was

implying, he continued, "Remember

inhat you did back at Mist Bay?"

Susanna's mouth twitched. She recalled how she had steadied

herself and realized where her hand's had landed back then. Even though it had been days since then,

memory still tingled her? Ough

Upon seeing her dumbstruck expression, Hull's smile widened, "And when you took my towel..."

"Stop."

Susanna rushed forward and clamped her hand over Hull's mouth. No way was she letting him continue.

What was he even talking about? If this continued, they'd never be able to look each other in the eye again.

They were so close now, their breaths mingling in the air between them.

Hull wrapped an arm around Susanna's waist, pulling her closer. She looked small, but there was a comforting roundness to her figure. Feeling the soft curves under his hand, Hull instinctively gave a gentle squeeze.

Realizing she'd leaped into Hull's arms, Susanna was stunned.

"Oh god, I've done something foolish again. Why do I always act like this around

him? I am not usually this clumsy!" she screamed inside herself.

"You, you need to let me go," Susanna stammered, freezing on the spot.

When Hull didn't release her, Susanna got frantic, "Where do you think you're touching? Let go of me."