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,

tinged with sweet grapes, pulled him in, leaving him wanting more.

warmth surrounding her, she felt she

wrapped around his neck, surrendering completely.

a moment before responding–his kiss deepening, passionate and

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up. It was

Stephanie before turning his attention to the

covering her with the quilt, he touched his

Blood came away.

Stephanie’s cheek playfully. “Little tiger,” he murmured, “those teeth are quite

picked it up and saw an unknown number. Uninterested, he

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was on the other end of the line, repeatedly

that Sebastian was the heir

and the Lucano Group had fallen through. He didn’t believe

was truly impressive!

the phone,

being blocked, the

asking you outright–what exactly is your

to speak, Chris asked bluntly, barely

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

he struggled to hold back

he felt this way in

off the engagement with him so aggressively. It turned out she had the backing

had not yet fully investigated the

Stephanie had been staying at Whispering Bay,

this, their relationship

the cooperation between the Ashford Group and the Lucano Group had

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through.

he could, “Mr.

especially after

they might end up in the same trouble

response was the

at the phone, his

tension, asked, “What did Mr.

answered the call, Stephanie

his eyes

anything–he just hung up,” he said.

anger as he tried to dial

this phone from the waiter at Mount

kicking the edge of the planter in frustration.

both hung up the phone and blocked

about it, the

rare loss of composure, he knew that Sebastian must have refused

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trying to soothe the pounding headache forming. “Find out

eyes turned icy as he recalled Steve’s parting words, “Protecting his own

they have that would

hesitated. “Actually… The key issue right now isn’t just Miss Giovanni and Mr. Giovanni’s relationship.”

careful and measured.