Vengeance With My White Knight by Maya Kensington

Chapter 92

Chapter 92

Chapter 92

Lunch with Ella barely wrapped up when Stephanie got back to the studio–and sure enough, Elliot had already dropped the full file on Tyler’s side piece.

Velvet. Just like the s

said.

There was a whole section with her address and phone number too.

Before Stephanie could even step into her office, Jennifer blocked the door. “Boss, I called you three times. Why didn’t you pick up?”

“Phone was on silent. Why? Something blow up?”

It was after hours–what could possibly be that urgent?

Everyone at the studio knew Stephanie had a strict no unnecessary overtime policy.

Jennifer gave her a look. “Mrs. Hart’s here.”

Stephanie’s smile instantly dropped.

Catlin.

‘Again?‘

Fantastic. That woman just couldn’t take a hint. Clearly, if Stephanie didn’t make herself crystal clear soon, Catlin was gonna keep popping up like a bad rash.

Still refusing to sign the disownment papers, this woman really was something else.

“How long’s she been here?”

“Two hours.”

Stephanie whistled low.

‘Persistent. There was no doubt this was about Olivia again.

Just thinking about that smug little text Olivia sent earlier made Stephanie’s fingers twitch.

She was about to head into her office when her phone rang.

Sebastian. She answered, and his voice came through, warm and lazy, like he’d been waiting for her. “What’d you end up eating for lunch?”

“Steak.”

Dry, overcooked, not worth mentioning–but since her first choice got vetoed, she wasn’t in the mood to be picky.

Sebastian chuckled. “I’m downstairs. You coming down, or should I come up?”

Stephanie frowned. “What are you doing here this late?”

“Got something for you.”

“Alright, hang tight.”

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She glanced toward the office. Catlin could wait.

see her blood relatives in action–no need to

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there was still something about sharing DNA with

skin crawl.

she spotted Sebastian’s signature ride parked right

the door, holding it open

slid into the car and gave Sebastian a look. “Alright, what’s the

locked eyes with him–calm, intense, and impossible

felt like getting caught in a rip current, no point fighting it, just pulled straight

of answering, he handed her a velvet box.

“This is–Sicily Sunrise?”

recognized it instantly.

it once at auction and thought it was

it caught the light–it wasn’t just jewelry. It was

set into a custom necklace.

voice dropped. “Your

back, voice a little tight. “This…

room for argument. “Turn around.

Stephanie was stunned.

This was expensive.

wasn’t even on the table–knowing him, he’d probably kick her out of the

her hair behind her ear without a

brushing her skin as he fastened

against her collarbone mixed with the heat of his breath, making her heart stutter in her

scent and warmth surrounding her, it felt like

rest of

painfully familiar–it almost made her want

the necklace for her, and

trying to shake off the wave of emotion. “What’s all this for? It’s so expensive.”

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up for your birthday.”

for

Her breath caught.

Birthday. Gift.

like a slideshow–the silence,

were all

Not one

Not a

and Olivia had the same birthday–they knew. They

That part

papers.

anymore. What stuck in her head was why, after all

voice pulled her

been a while since anyone thought my

the Giovannis, birthdays stopped meaning

could say anything else, Sebastian pulled her

was right there under her cheek–strong, steady, and grounding.

dropped low, rougher than usual. “Still

and before she could stop

were already wiped off the map. She had no reason to run anymore.

held her tighter, like she might disappear if he

wrapped around his waist, face buried against

answer, just smoothed a hand over her hair, fingers

had nothing to be sorry for. Back then, he was neck–deep in turf wars and putting out fires left and right.

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