Vengeance With My White Knight by Maya Kensington

Chapter 133

The word “why” echoed in the air.

Stephanie nuzzled against his chest, murmuring, “Because I like Sebastian…”

Her words echoed, each repetition hammering into Sebastian’s heart like a thunderclap rolling over distant mountains.

His pupils contracted as a wave of emotion surged within him.

“Do you like your brother, or do you like Sebastian?”

His deep, magnetic voice was unreadable–so neutral that even a sober person might struggle to discern his emotions, let alone Stephanie, who was already half–asleep.

However, this time, Sebastian didn’t hear her answer.

A few seconds passed before he glanced down and saw that her lips slightly open, her breathing soft and even.

Her small, pale fingers, which had clung so tightly to his shirt, had loosened their grip.

She had fallen asleep.

Sebastian looked at her flushed little face, a helpless smile tugged at his lips.

He carried her upstairs and laid her gently on the bed. Just as he was tucking her in, she stirred, her drowsy eyes hazy with sleep.

“Sebastian,” she mumbled.

“What is it?”

“Hold me,” she whined, her voice laced with quiet grievance. “Hold me all the time.”

“Alright,” he murmured.

Looking into her aggrieved eyes, Sebastian couldn’t refuse her. He sat down on the edge of the bed, pulling her into his

arms.

He was afraid that she would catch a cold after drinking, so he wrapped her up in the blanket.

He brushed a kiss against her forehead. “Be good, go to sleep.”

For a moment, it felt like they had returned to their childhood.

When she was a child, Stephanie had clung to him the same way, refusing to sleep without his presence.

If he had school, she would wait for him.

Through junior high, high school, even college, Sebastian had come home every night for her sake.

The distance to his school had been far, Mrs. Lucano felt sorry for Sebastian and wanted him to live closer. As a result, he had taken Stephanie with him, hiring help to look after her in the house opposite the school.

It wasn’t until Stephanie needed to attend school that they moved back together.

Now, as Sebastian gazed at her red lips, his throat tightened, and his eyes darkened with something deeper.

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Finally, he leaned down, his lips brushing against hers–soft, cool, and intoxicating,

scent of alcohol, tinged with sweet grapes, pulled

eyes. Recognizing the familiar warmth surrounding her, she felt she was drifting in

arms wrapped around his neck, surrendering

for just a moment before responding–his kiss deepening, passionate

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Sebastian up. It was Stephanie’s phone.

Stephanie before turning his attention to the stinging sensation on

quilt, he touched his lips.

Blood came away.

playfully. “Little tiger,” he murmured, “those teeth are quite sharp!”

picked it up and saw an unknown number.

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end of

the heir of the Lucano family.

Lucano Group had fallen through. He didn’t believe that Stephanie

was truly

hang–up sound from the phone, he

time, instead of being blocked,

you outright–what exactly is your relationship with Sebastian?”

the other party to speak, Chris asked bluntly, barely containing

relationship is?” came the deep, low voice of Sebastian.

as he struggled to hold

he felt this way in

dared to break off the engagement with him so aggressively. It

the relationship between

had been staying at Whispering Bay, and so had Sebastian.

relationship must be close.

Ashford Group and

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through.

anger and asked as politely as he could, “Mr. Giovanni,

needed to meet Sebastian, especially after his father had been humiliated.

Ashford Group couldn’t resolve the current situation, they might end up in the same trouble as the Hart Group.

response was the

the phone, his face

asked, “What did Mr. Giovanni

answered the call, Stephanie

closed his eyes

didn’t say anything–he just hung up,” he

a deep breath to suppress his anger as he tried to dial

phone from the waiter at Mount

it!” he shouted, kicking the edge of the planter in

come they both hung up the phone and blocked me?‘

Chris thought about it, the angrier he

of composure, he knew that Sebastian must

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fingers against his temple as if trying to soothe the pounding headache forming. “Find out their relationship as soon

as he recalled Steve’s parting words, “Protecting

could they have that would make

a small nod but hesitated. “Actually… The key issue

was careful and