Forsaken Daughter Pampered by Top Hier

Chapter 317

Those years of bottling up her feelings–man, they’d been rough, weighing her down. She’d never let it show.

Now, with one sentence, he’d brushed it all away.

He teased her on purpose, his voice warm and playful. “Oh yeah? Down about what?”

He knew exactly what, but he grinned down at her, waiting for her to fidget.

Tears rolled down Stephanie’s cheeks, quick and hot. She gave his waist a sharp twist, not holding back.

“You’re still screwing with me!” she huffed, her voice breaking with a sob.

First acting like he didn’t notice when she played drunk, now pretending he didn’t get her feelings–she felt totally called

out.

“You knew the whole time, didn’t you? Tell me–did you know how I felt all along?” She stared up at him, pushing hard.

He’d known she was into him, and he’d felt the same–she was more sure of it every second.

Sebastian grabbed her flailing little hand mid–attack, his tone soft but stuck. “You were just a kid back then, you know that?”

A teenage girl, all crushy and dreamy–who’d have thought it’d stick around this long?

Stephanie’s face went red. She dropped her eyes, too shy to look at him.

He cupped her cheeks, tilting her face up, and planted a gentle kiss on her lips. “What, you’re barely grown and now you’re quizzing me about old times?”

She mumbled under her breath, wiggling defiantly in his hold.

Mid–squirm, the box slipped from Sebastian’s hand, hitting the floor with a quiet thud.

Stephanie glanced at it, muttering, “Hello? THAT THING dropped.”

one eyebrow raised. “Want me to use it on you?”

choked on

just ask that?” Her head spun, totally thrown.

just clung to his waist,

foyer, and stopped dead–Sebastian holding Stephanie close.

box sat on the floor, screaming without a

shorted

he turned and bolted down another hall, shoes

it, though. She pinched Sebastian’s

Elliot was already a ghost, disappearing around

you, no need

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Chapter 317

but not everyone needs to

those people staring? She’d rather

smooth move, he scooped her up into his

to their

washed over them, throwing warm shadows

her voice all jittery. “That thing’s

spots it? Her stomach twisted into a tight knot.

was

blinked, thrown. “Huh?”

dropped his voice, all casual. “Size’s pathetic.”

went

red again, and she dove for the blanket to hide,

gently, his tone

much today,” she

weren’t half bad, she thought, giving

little

backtracked quick. “But it’s still an

eyebrow, teasing. “You’re saying no?”