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 show him just how

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officially done, there was still something about sharing DNA with people

skin crawl.

Sebastian’s signature ride parked right

was already at the door, holding it open like always.

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

eyes with him–calm, intense, and impossible to read–Stephanie’s

felt like getting caught in a rip current, no point

her a velvet box. The second she

“This is–Sicily Sunrise?”

it instantly.

auction and thought it was the most stunning diamond she’d

cut, the clarity, the way it caught the light–it wasn’t just

set into a

voice dropped. “Your hair.”

back, voice a little tight. “This… this

His smile was faint, but his tone left no room for argument. “Turn around. Let

Stephanie was stunned.

This was expensive.

even on the table–knowing him, he’d probably kick her

her hair behind her ear without a

brushing her skin as he fastened

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

that, with his scent and warmth surrounding her, it felt like being completely shielded

of the

familiar, so painfully familiar–it almost made her want to

necklace for her, and smiled. “Perfect.”

to shake off the wave of emotion. “What’s all this

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up for your

for a second.

Her breath caught.

Birthday. Gift.

hit her like a slideshow–the silence,

all off in

Not one

a

Olivia had the same birthday–they

That part

papers.

stuck in her head was why, after all that, Catlin still refused to sign the

wrong?” Sebastian’s voice pulled

faint. “Nothing. Just… been a while since anyone

the Giovannis, birthdays stopped meaning anything.

else, Sebastian pulled her straight into his arms.

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

voice dropped low, rougher than usual. “Still thinking

burned, and before she could stop herself, the tears slipped.

map. She had no reason to

her tighter, like she might disappear if he let go.

Seb.” Her arms wrapped around his waist, face buried against his

hand over her hair, fingers sliding

nothing to be sorry for. Back then, he was neck–deep in turf wars and putting

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