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,

quick, twisting out of the way just

hurt hand smacked the floor to catch himself,

snapped, annoyance cutting through his voice.

bodyguard–glanced back from the front. “Sir,

a smug little

got some messed–up taste, huh? Chasing after the sister he grew up with?” He stretched the words out, slow and

anymore–her hands

jab lit her fuse. Stephanie jumped up and slapped

own sorry ass,” she growled,

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dark, something ugly flashing

little stick? Bet it’d break like nothing,” he said,

years running, and her temper

of the Casalinis, and no way to let out all that

flipped her switch, her

threat? Didn’t faze her one bit. She lunged and chomped down on his hand, biting hard, teeth

bone.

tasted like

a sharp breath, pain twisting his face, brows digging in deep.

onto Stephanie’s jaw, digging

damn near ready to tear a piece out of his

pried her mouth open, blood smearing her lips as she let go.

hers were shiny with tears–big, watery, like an

a dagger, sharp and full of hate, slicing

“You draw my blood and you’re the

blood in her mouth

the blood dripped,

something back, the pilot cut in, voice tense. “Sir, they’re gaining on us fast.”

irritation