Vengeance With My White Knight by Maya Kensington

Chapter 176

Chapter 176

Stephanie felt like she could just die right there, her mind spinning into a total freakout.

She wished God would zap her with a lightning bolt already–turn her into a crispy mess and put her out of her misery.

Sebastian raised an eyebrow, his voice playful. “Stefi?”

She let out a shaky giggle, her face turning bright red, a tangle of embarrassment twisting her up inside.

Macro, that clown, was the absolute worst…

She wasn’t sure if Sebastian would rip him apart, but she sure wanted to do it herself.

When she didn’t move, Sebastian’s brow furrowed.

In one quick swoop, he pulled her into his arms. His long arms made it a breeze–he reached around her back and nabbed the box right out of her hands.

Stephanie wriggled, tugging at it like her life depended on it. “No, don’t look!”

Her face scrunched up, eyes wide with panic.

He let out a low chuckle, pulling it free with a grip that said no arguing.

Stephanie took a deep breath. Words were gone for good.

She shoved her face into his chest, ears glowing red.

A deep laugh vibrated above her. “Stefi, you dropping hints or what?”

“No! I’m not- I didn’t-” she sputtered, shaking her head hard.

Her arms locked around his waist, refusing to look up.

‘Macro, that total moron–she cursed him in her head. ‘Hope he stays single forever.

Sebastian tilted his head down to peek at her. “No? Then why’d you get this? Who gave it to you? Ella?”

Stephanie rolled her eyes, not sure if she wanted to press this further.

Obviously, Sebastian hadn’t seen the whole scene from the stairs.

She shook her head fast. “No, not Ella–Macro handed it to me.”

She thought with a smirk, ‘Macro wanted to dig his own hole? Go for it.‘

She’d rat him out in a second–she was done caring.

Not that she could blame herself. Sebastian’s whole vibe was too much; she fell apart every time.

If she admitted to hinting at anything, he’d probably scoop her up and carry her straight to the bedroom.

Her injuries weren’t even healed yet. Better let him take it out on Macro–let them slug it out and be done.

They were pressed tight now, the air crackling with something heavy.

She could feel the shift in him, small but real, and her pulse jumped.

Sure enough, when she said Macro’s name, Sebastian’s vibe went cold. “Macro?”

“Yeah, him,” she nodded quick, sealing the deal.

all of Macro’s dumb ramblings.

him out was one thing–burying him?

shirt, “Hey, I’ve got something else

tilted his head, curious.

she whispered, so quiet it barely came

the staff make sure

stuff himself or had the help

confusion and winced.

small and stumbling. “No, I mean…

finally clicked for

asked, keeping his

buried herself deeper into his chest, nodding

waver. “You don’t need

her

“I’ll have someone

Wedding can wait ‘til we’re back in Fiorenza. That work?” His

he letting her end up pregnant and unmarried–that

up from his chest, stunned. “You…

The words slammed into her like a shock, her heart pounding like crazy.

with him, seeing

up tight, never letting

had no clue-

one line from Sebastian to

he’d cracked it open like it

right now?” she muttered, peeking up at him.

exactly. But we’re grabbing the

dream up–he’d

wrapped her arms around his slim waist, pressing

close

I was so down before,” she

up her feelings–man, they’d been rough, weighing her down. She’d never let it

one sentence, he’d

her on purpose, his voice warm

he grinned down at her, waiting for

and hot. She gave his waist a sharp twist, not holding

screwing with me!” she huffed, her

like he didn’t notice when she played drunk, now pretending he didn’t get her feelings–she felt

out.

how I felt all along?” She stared up at him,

the

hand mid–attack, his tone soft but stuck. “You were just a kid back

dreamy–who’d have thought

red. She dropped her eyes, too shy to look at him.

her cheeks, tilting her face up, and planted a gentle kiss on her lips. “What, you’re barely grown and now you’re quizzing me

under her breath, wiggling defiantly

box slipped from Sebastian’s hand, hitting

it, muttering, “Hello? THAT THING

one eyebrow raised. “Want me to use

choked on his

ask that?” Her head spun, totally

flustered to reply, and just clung to

the foyer, and stopped

sat on

shorted out.

lightning, he turned and bolted down another hall, shoes