Vengeance With My White Knight by Maya Kensington

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Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Standing in front of the mirror, Stephanie Giovanni studied her reflection, her lips curling into a soft smile.

“Stunning she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.

The gown hugged her slender waist, flowing into a skirt that reminded her of something straight out of a fairytale.

Her face, still free of makeup, looked just as delicate and enchanting in the natural light.

The shop manager was adjusting the pleats on the gown.

She couldn’t resist commenting. “Why isn’t Mr. Ashford here with you? Men and women, they’ve got different tastes, you know

A faint smile tugged at the corner of Stephanie’s lips. She glanced at the manager with a shrug. “You know men. Busy with work Can’t get away

Just then, her phone vibrated on the nearby counter. Stephanie glanced at the caller ID before answering, “Ella.”

On the other end. Ella Turner’s voice came through quickly, almost breathless. “Stefi, I saw Olivia and Chris!”

The moment she heard those names, Stephanie’s fingers tightened around the phone, her knuckles going white.

The smile that had lingered on her face slowly faded, replaced by a chill in her eyes.

Chris Ashford–her fiancé–was just a week away from marrying her.

And Olivia Hart, just hearing her name disgusted Stephanie.

Stephane looked over at the shop manager, who immediately nodded in understanding.

With a silent gesture, the manager ushered the staff out of the room.

Crace the room was empty, Stephanie lowered her gaze to her perfectly manicured nails. “Where did you see them?” she asked casually.

Ella’s voice cracked with urgency. “At the hospital. In the obstetrics and gynecology department.”

Stephane raised an eyebrow, a quiet laugh escaping her lips. “Quite a special place,” she muttered, her expression turning to one of thinly vetied sarcasm

A man and a woman in the obstetrics and gynecology department? Stephanie didn’t need to think twice to know why.

Ella, still flustered, pressed on “That Olivia is a calculating bitch, and Chris is an idiot. You shouldn’t marry him!”

Whdie Stephane seemed calm. Ella was seething with anger.

cup on the table, unfazed “Every time she calculates, the trouble’s on ME. Why are YOU so

leaving two years ago Olivia begged for

and

putner? Or just loo kind Stephanie thought to herself

packing the perfect just before you and Chris are about

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something.”

phone tightening. “I’m hanging up now,” she said

frantic. “What are you going to do?”

lips curled into a thin smile. “Someone’s made a bad calculation. I’m going to teach her how to

silence that followed settling in like

reached up to touch the

the gown in half, throwing the pieces to the floor.

echoed through the silent

gasped in shock, their eyes wide. But when they saw the cold fury in

back into her own clothes, her phone vibrated again.

at the screen–Chris’s name.

answered, and his voice came through immediately, firm and clipped. “Once you’re done with

Chris had always been gentle

is back, he suddenly

shift in tone made

eyes.

feel

Why a

colder.

sarcasm flashed in Stephanie he couldn’t be bothered to respond. Without hesitation,

***

an hour

stepped into Chris’s office. He was standing by the floor–to–ceiling windows, speaking on

image of refinement and gentleness. His perfectly sculpted profile was hard to ignore, the kind of face that made it impossible to look away.

it seemed like something most people in Long Harbor City

phone, “Can’t

over to the nearby leather couch, settling into it with

in an instant, replaced by an icy coldness that darkened his expression.

Stephanie, and his voice became clipped as he ordered,

tension between them was thick, hanging heavy

beside him. Instead, she chose to sit across from him, maintaining a distance that mirrored the coldness between them.

and

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