Vengeance With My White Knight by Maya Kensington

Chapter 25

At 7:30 PM, the airport was packed. People hustling in every direction, all in their own little worlds.

Stephanie stood by the exit, bouquet of tulips in hand, nerves fluttering.

She was dressed in a beige coat, her hair pulled up in a neat bun, giving off this sweet, innocent vibe–like she belonged in a Hallmark movie.

A chill breeze swept by, and she instinctively hugged her coat tighter around herself, feeling the cold creep in.

They’d agreed to meet at 8:00 at the exit.

When the clock hit 8, she spotted him.

His tall frame cut through the crowd like a statue, and seeing him instantly flooded Stephanie’s mind with memories–like a movie skipping through scenes too fast to keep up with.

She remembered the way he held her, comforted her, how he could make her feel so safe… and so small at the same time.

He wore a black mid–length coat and a gray scarf, exuding this polished, refined look that could’ve belonged to a model in a high–end magazine.

But only she knew the cold, ruthless side of him–the one that hid behind that well–groomed exterior.

Sebastian. The man who took her in, raised her…

Their eyes locked, and immediately, she felt that chilling, authoritative gaze pierce right through her. Without thinking, she lowered her head.

His presence was like a shadow, suffocating, heavy. And that familiar scent of his… it wrapped around her like a trap.

She held the tulips out toward him, her hand shaking. “You… you like these,” she said softly.

Guilt and fear twisted in her chest.

Sebastian didn’t take the flowers. He just stood there, his presence pressing in on her, making the air feel thick and suffocating.

The buzz of the crowd seemed to fade away, and for a second, it was like they were the only two people in the entire world.

Her hand, still holding the flowers, trembled. She hesitated for a second, then reached up to adjust his scarf. “It’s been a long

time.”

words hung in the air, soft but heavy, like a delicate shift in the

out and grabbed her wrist. Before

was low, dark with something dangerous under the surface.

him, and in all that time, she

her defiance was his fault–maybe he’d

heart raced, her voice trapped

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saw right through her, his eyes reading her like an open book. “Now, start thinking about

was thick

only tightened, and her voice shook as she tried to hold back the tears that threatened to

anything, he released her wrist, grabbing her hand and pulling

was already waiting by the car. When he saw them approach, he opened the

nod.

the car. “You… you shipped your

was his car–the one he always drove in Fiorenza.

it here in Long Harbor hit her hard. It made it clear: he wasn’t planning on leaving anytime soon.

of dread settled deep

her, his presence towering over her, making her feel even smaller. She swallowed, her nerves a mess under his gaze.

respectful voice cut through the

to hold it together, nodded stiffly. “Mr.

anything else, Sebastian grabbed her again, pulling her into the car like it

unreadable. Stephanie shifted as far as she could to the

how far she tried to distance herself, he was

life, and Sebastian’s big hand closed around her wrist, his grip

could even react, he effortlessly yanked her onto

her voice trembling. “Don’t… don’t do this…”

calm, giving a low hum.

bright red. “I’ve grown up. This

wrong. She was sitting on his lap, the closeness between them in such a public

traced the line of her cheek, sending a shiver down her

bring herself to look