Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella)

Hull hung up the phone and bent down, reaching out his hand to Susanna.

Susanna looked at the hand extended toward her, letting out an awkward smile before placing her cold, small hand into his large palm. Hull spread his legs slightly to pull Susanna up.

As she straightened herself, she realized the awful position they were in. She was practically kneeling between his legs!

"Uh, I... I was being chased by some bad guys."

She doubted if the explanation was plausible. Nevertheless, whether Hull believed it or not, it was undeniable truth.

Hull raised an eyebrow. "Again with the bad guys?"

Susanna swallowed unwittingly. With Hull's reminder, she began to worry if the people at Portis City airport were indeed after her.

Given that situation, if they were aiming at her, no place would be safe for her.

Who exactly had her mom crossed? She was the CEO of Night-T Group, and yet her daughter now became a target.

Susanna's lips twitched. "See, I knew you wouldn't believe me, but..."

She didn't need to finish her sentence because those people's voices from outside the car cut through.

One of the men kicked a luggage cart in frustration. "Damn it, those two got away pretty quick."

Susanna was about to get up, but hearing the men so close, she instinctively ducked again, ending up with her head resting awkwardly on Hull's stomach, her arms propping against Hull's thighs. Hull was left speechless, and so was Susanna, feeling discomforted.

She clung tightly to Hull's waist, daring not get up. "L-Let me hide for just a bit, please."

It was downright misfortune. Never had she expected she'd encounter such a thing in an era that represented peace.

Outside, she heard the men make a phone call. "Sorry boss, we lost those two."

"What? Surround the airport?"

"Got it!"

Susanna went silent. Surrounding the airport? Whoever was after her had some serious power in Ferrowland. Her mother sending her to Ferrowland was supposed to be for safety, and now it seemed like she was walking into a trap.

Susanna was done for. Sweating buckets, she turned her headnoveldrama

nervously to look up at Hull, the net

of her face still pressed against him. "Why isn't the car moving?

Hasn't the engine already been fired up? Why didn't they just leave?

Hull answered, "You haven't leave the car."

"Leave? No, I can't get out of the car," Susanna protested.

She heard them as they made the call - they were not leaving. They were going to surround the whole airport. If she stepped out, she'd be definitely captured. "Aren't you going to help me?" as she spoke, her grip on each side of his clothes deepened; there was no way she let go.

Hull arched an eyebrow. "My help comes at a price."

"You didn't charge me back in Portis City when you saved me," Susanna shot back, confused. Was he suggesting a fee for rescuing her?

Hull let out a low chuckle. "That was as a favor for Mr. Quinn. Now..."

He paused, lifting her chin with his long fingers, leaning in so close that their breaths mingled in the small space.

Hull had striking features, the kind

that made even someone like Susanna, who usually couldn't

distinguish faces too well, noticenet

him. Especially his deep-set eyes

rendered an amorous sensation.

Despite the proximity, Susanna felt a chill run down her spine. She remembered how those eyes could turn icy and ruthless.

"What do you plan to offer me now?" Hull asked softly, his voice tinged with amusement.

Susanna's eyes widened.

Offer him? What was she supposed to offer?