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.

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

she was leaving two years ago Olivia begged for Stephanie’s

tork and threw herself on

a putner? Or just loo kind

Chris

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something.”

her grip on the phone tightening. “I’m hanging

“What are you going to

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

that followed settling in like a weight.

her reflection in the mirror, Stephanie reached up to touch

a sudden, sharp rip, she tore the gown in half, throwing the

of fabric ripping echoed through the silent

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

own clothes, her phone vibrated again.

the screen–Chris’s

and clipped. “Once you’re done with

had

back, he suddenly

shift in tone made the

eyes.

feel

Why a

colder.

Stephanie he couldn’t be bothered to

***

an hour

by the floor–to–ceiling

and gentleness. His perfectly sculpted profile was hard to ignore, the kind of face that

flawless, it seemed like something most people in Long Harbor City

presence, Chris quickly muttered into the phone, “Can’t join you for lunch today.

hung up and walked over to the nearby leather couch, settling into it with a soft creak of the cushions.

call seemed to vanish in an instant, replaced by an icy coldness that darkened

his voice became clipped as he ordered,

his gaze, not moving an inch. The tension between them was thick, hanging heavy in the air.

Instead, she chose to sit across from him, maintaining a distance

eyes narrowed, and the

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