Forsaken Daughter Pampered by Top Hier

Chapter 327

Chapter 327

It turned out that Stephanie had more than just Sebastian backing her–big shots everywhere.

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Whoever turned Shallow Bay Area into this mess wasn’t a lightweight–thinking of that, panic started creeping up her back.

“Danger?” Lorenzo thought it over, taking a drag. “Not danger, exactly. She might catch some heat, though.”

Richard was a twisted creep–he knew that for sure.

With the wall between Stephanie and Sebastian finally gone, no one knew what that slimeball might try.

Still, Richard showing up in Long Harbor now? Probably sniffed out that Stephanie and Sebastian were tight.

Ella’s eyes got watery at “catch some heat.” “What do we do? Mr. Giovanni can get her back, right?”

“He’s tough as hell,” she added, staring at Lorenzo, begging for some comfort.

With Stephanie’s temper, she’d go head–to–head with anybody. Ella was scared she’d be too hardheaded and get hurt. Lorenzo wasn’t here to play babysitter. He walked off, his back a dark shape fading into the snowy night.

Macro watched Ella trembling in the wind, tears streaking down, and scratched his head.

“She doesn’t need you stressing. That girl’s got people wrapped around her finger–her fiancé won’t touch her,” he said, throwing out some offhand reassurance.

Richard, though? Total dirtbag, Macro thought, lip curling.

It was just some old dude’s random promise, but he’d latched onto it–parading around Fiorenza, bragging that Stephanie was his fiancée.

For two years, he’d chased her down with that excuse, loud and obnoxious about it.

guys to take him out, but

skin–didn’t care about the Casalini family or his sister

him. He just shrugged

quiet. “But Stefi and Mr.

grudges–you almost pulling his pants down? He’s going to get you back for that someday,” Macro said

shrank back, her heart thumping

started walking away but spun around, snagging Macro by the collar and hauling him off like a

mouth first–his face was

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something from Sebastian, the vibe got heavy, charged up.

him. “Richard, you bastard, I’ll take you

midair, his grip like a

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he pulled her onto his lap before she could even

“You’re throwing yourself at me

with Chris in Long Harbor? Guess he wasn’t biting. Richard teased, his eyes flashing with

to slap him–only for him to snag

he

a backstabbing dirtbag. I’d tear you apart if I

years ago was still fresh in her head, raw

meant it–wanted him in chunks. Her fingers shook with

you’re worth to Sebastian. Think he’d

he grunted, his face twisting

her teeth into his neck, right

got

scrapper–no style, just pure rage until something

go, or I’ll blow your head off,” he growled,

harder, teeth digging into

rage. He grabbed her by the neck, yanking her off with a snarl.

he hissed through gritted teeth,