Forsaken Daughter Pampered by Top Hier

Chapter 325

He snorted. “Sofia had you for a whole month back then, and this is it?”

Stephanie clamped her teeth down, grinding them.

Richard passed his wine glass to the medic who’d just patched him up, moving slow and smooth like he was on vacation.

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He slipped on a black shirt, taking his sweet time, that perfect hair making him look like some wholesome guy–next–door- clean and polished on the outside.

But Stephanie wasn’t fooled. She knew he was trash underneath.

He plopped down next to her, all lazy and cocky. “What, you think you’re hot stuff to Sebastian? That he’ll always come running to save you?”

Stephanie didn’t waste words–just rolled her eyes so hard it practically screamed disgust.

Richard was her personal plague, always showing up when she least wanted to see his face.

Years ago, his sister had ripped her away from Sebastian. Now here he was again, grabbing her like she was his.

Richard caught her eye–roll and grinned bigger, loving every second of it.

“Stefi, oh my little Stefi, After all this time, you’re still a little brat, huh?” he said, his voice soft but dripping with mockery.

“Don’t you

dare ‘Stefi‘ me with that nasty mouth,” she shot back, her tone thick with loathing.

The Casalini and Giovanni families used to be tight–until her dad died.

Then the Casalinis flipped, kicking her family when they were already down, leaving her with nothing.

She didn’t always hate Richard this much, but now? Just looking at him made her want to puke–she’d rather he be on the other side of the planet.

Richard got up and squatted next to her, staring her down, his eyes locked on hers, intense and creepy.

knocking him off balance. He almost fell right on her, the whole cabin shaking.

dodged quick, twisting out of the way just in

smacked the floor to catch himself, and he

happening?” he snapped, annoyance

pilot–who doubled as a bodyguard–glanced back from the

at Stephanie, a smug little spark in his

sister he grew up with?” He stretched the words out, slow and sharp, digging at

wasn’t holding Stephanie anymore–her hands and

lit her fuse. Stephanie jumped up and slapped him hard across the

damn business. Worry about your own sorry ass,” she growled, anger roaring through

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dark, something ugly flashing

wrist, yanking it hard. “This little stick? Bet it’d break like nothing,” he said, squeezing

and her temper

Stephanie felt like a trapped animal–years torn from Sebastian because of the Casalinis, and no way to let out

her switch, her fury ready to

one bit. She lunged and chomped down on his hand, biting hard, teeth grinding into

bone.

seconds, her mouth tasted like rust–blood, bitter and

breath, pain twisting his face, brows

onto Stephanie’s jaw, digging in

had to. She was like a rabid cat, damn near ready to

her mouth open, blood smearing her lips as

locked, and hers were shiny with tears–big, watery, like an angry kitten, half pitiful,

look was a dagger, sharp and full of hate, slicing right into

my blood and you’re

blood in her mouth right onto

the blood dripped, making him look like some kind of

pilot cut in, voice tense. “Sir,

them,” Richard snapped, irritation biting through