Vengeance With My White Knight by Maya Kensington

Chapter 170

Chapter 170

Chapter 170

The next morning. Elliot dragged himself upstairs, heading for the study to wait for Sebastian.

He’d just hit the landing when he spotted Sebastian slipping out of Stephanie’s room.

It stopped him dead in his tracks. The air felt thick and weird.

He tried to brush it off, turning to sneak away like he hadn’t seen anything, but before he could even take a step, he knew he was busted.

No escaping now. Elliot froze, gulped, and muttered a shaky. “Mr. Giovanni.“

Sebastian stood there, robe half–open, swaying a little in the breeze, with faint scratch marks showing underneath.

Elliot squinted. Those marks were fresh–bright red and hard to miss.

His stomach knotted up. Should’ve waited, he thought, kicking himself. But it was already nine.

Sebastian shot him a cold look. “Get to the study and wait.”

“Yes, sir,” Elliot said under his breath, glad for the out.

He hightailed it to the study without a backward glance.

About fifteen minutes later, Sebastian strolled in, pushing the door open.

He’d ditched the robe for a slick gray lounge set, looking cool, sharp, and totally unbothered.

Macro shuffled in after him, looking like a train wreck. The guy was beat–dark circles under his eyes screaming he hadn’t slept all night.

He’d tried chasing Elliot down earlier, but his legs gave out halfway, nearly eating the floor.

By the time he got his act together, Elliot was gone.

All night, Macro had been freaking out, wondering if Elliot had messed up Luca. His brain was spinning with worst–case

scenarios,

Sebastian’s crew wasn’t exactly known for going easy–he knew that firsthand.

Sebastian flopped onto the couch, pulled a cigarette from his pocket, and lit it. He blew out a puff and said, “How was it?”

The question was obviously about Luca–did they find her or not?

Macro’s face tightened, his eyes flicking to Elliot with a mix of worry and annoyance.

Elliot kept his head down. “Miss Vitale… she’s gone. Left Long Harbor.”

Sebastian’s fingers froze on the cigarette.

Macro’s jaw dropped. “Wait, what?”

His brain kicked into gear, racing as he asked, “Left Long Harbor? How? When?”

He frowned, remembering what Sebastian had said about “beat her out of town

“Did your guys run her out?” Macro asked, leaning in

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That little punk–found her that quick? His gut twisted.

“Ran her out” probably meant they’d roughed her up first–The more he thought about it, the more he imagined Luca with a bloody nose and a shiner.

His chest got tight. “How’d they do it? Beat her up first?”

mad, heat crawling up his neck.

really let your crew smack anyone

in fast.

Zip it, Macro snapped, voice like a whip.

temper cranking

on his nerves half the time, but she was

all day at home, whatever, but out there?

giving Macro a stare that could chill

stuck his chin out, glaring. I’m pissed, dude.

sounding fed up. “I didn’t lay a

the room went

Long Harbor? You kick her out or

little, eyes sliding to

cool. “Miss Vitale gave our guys the slip

stuck halfway between shock

questions, and his

couldn’t wrap his brain around

at Elliot. “What’s that even mean?”

just took off

shrugged. “Means she’s out of here. Barely hung around–her flight just

hours.”

there, jaw

his frown

at his hair, muttering, “What’s Luca up to?

he mulled it over and said, “Or is she pulling something? Maybe cooking up a bigger move to screw us later?”

at Elliot. “You’re sure she’s

goose chase, and now this… The more he thought about

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it felt.

and bailed? Macro shook his head. “No

deal with Sofa?

“Wait–did Sofia send Luca to grab Stefi and

jumped in, frowning. “Without a solid payott, Miss Vitale wouldn’t bother showing

two never got along

backwards for Sofia without something big

tagging along? The whole thing felt

his forehead, groaning. “We’re

rolled down his

Luca was gonna burn someone either way. Too chicken to mess with Sebastian, so she went for Sofia instead.

took Sofia’s bribe and ran. The more Macro pieced it together, the

a breath. “Holy crap.”

same as ever–sniffing out Sofia’s goodies and

wasn’t just free for the taking

all this time? Macro shook his head. fed up.

his brain

slow drag as smoke

looked up. “Uh, where’s Sofia at

also wondered where Luca had taken off to after Long Harbor.

she’d be begging for Sofia to come after

voice stayed flat. “If nothing’s gone wrong, she’s in

Macro said, letting out a big sigh.

in Fiorenza, his

yet,” he said fast, pointing at

with her temper, they’d be clawing

Macro grumbled to himself.

there with Sebastian–she wasn’t going anywhere.

had been going at it forever. She could trust literally anyone else, but nope–she picked

eyes.

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spoke up, calm as always. “She’ll figure it

him, snapping. “Dude, I’m begging you–shut it.”

seemed all cool and collected when he kept

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