Vengeance With My White Knight by Maya Kensington

Chapter 181

Chapter 181

The Lucano and Casalini families were at war now–a beef so nasty it’d make a slaughterhouse look tame.

For Stephanie, Richard was personal, a walking scar.

He’d been Sebastian’s brother once,

ught as hell. Sebastian had trusted him, counted on him, treated him like blood.

And Valentina–that backstabbing snake–had played the bestic card with her, all fake grins and bullshit.

In Long Harbor these past years, Stephanic had been itching top into Richard, her hate bubbling, never letting up.

Now she’d finally got her chance, and all that built–up rage was spilling out.

Richard’s patience was wearing thin as she hung on.

“Stefi, I said let go,” he growled, his voice dipping into something colder, meaner.

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Richard’s grip clamped down on her jaw again, no mercy. Stephanie flinched, her teeth popping apart as the pain hit, a thin streak of blood dripping from her lip.

“Take me back,” she hissed, teeth gritted, anger roaring through her voice.

Richard raised an eyebrow. “I stuck my neck out grabbing you–you think I’m just gonna drop you off, my little fiancée?”

Before the words even settled, Stephanie spat another glob of blood right in his face, quick and dead–on.

Richard wiped at the mess on his cheek. “You grew up fine, but what’s with this attitude now?”

Back in Fiorenza, she’d been a different vibe–quiet, sweet, always stuck to Sebastian’s side like a shadow.

She’d call him “Seb” in that soft, lilting voice, so gentle it could thaw a glacier.

Now? This spitfire energy of her threw him for a loop.

Over on Sebastian’s side, Elliot gave the rundown, voice calm but tight. “Sir, Richard says if you don’t back off, he’ll take Miss Giovanni down with him–jump the chopper and call it a day.”

Sebastian’s eyes narrowed, a cold spark flickering in them.

A chill rolled off him, sharp and deadly. “Find out what the hell he wants,” he growled, keeping his rage on a tight leash.

Elliot nodded. “On it.”

Back at Shallow Bay Area, the night wind sliced through, smoke and gunpowder still clogging the air.

Ella had been on the phone with Stephanie when it all went nuts–screams, shots, total chaos.

Ignoring the pain in her tailbone, she’d jumped off the hospital bed and raced to Shallow Bay.

No cops

called–she wasn’t that dumb. This mess was too messy

She’d figured it out ages ago: Stephanie ran with big dogs, the kind you don’t rat out. Calling the law could backfire hard.

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Worried out of her mind. Ella had to check it out herself. But the second she got there, she saw Lorenzo going full savage.

in his hand, the air stinging with burnt

ditched his rich–boy act, tucking

muscle. We’re solid here., Macro mumbled

and glanced

hit his ears, and he turned–locking eyes with

Fear choked her up, hier legs shaky as

blood–pooled on the ground,

a horror flick, red soaking

shaky lips opened, but nothing came out–just

stared at Lorenzo, her heart pounding so hard

her and strolled over, long legs eating up the distance. “Back already? Didn’t get what you wanted last time,

couldn’t process

Lorenzo’s brow furrowed.

head. “Guess Sebastian went soft on you–no weighted laps,

muttered, rubbing the back

out–he was still

sign his death warrant.

turned a cold stare at Ella. “What’re you doing here?”

of nerve to look him

answers, her heart pounding like

won’t see her for a

popped wide, confusion

fiancé came to grab her,” Lorenzo

brain froze. She was

She stood there, her mind turning

with her. She’d

Area looking like a battlefield–is that him too?

stuck, clueless.

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cigarette, lit it up. “Can you

She

Lorenzo said, flicking her a quick

blurted out, worry thick in her voice.

“fiancé” hit her

that back then, Chris was basically a clown.

that Stephanie had more than just

turned Shallow Bay Area into this mess wasn’t a lightweight–thinking of that,

over, taking a drag. “Not danger, exactly. She might catch some

creep–he

the wall between Stephanie and Sebastian finally gone,

Ella’s eyes got watery at “catch some heat.”

hell,” she added, staring at Lorenzo, begging for some comfort.

with anybody. Ella was scared she’d be too hardheaded and get hurt. Lorenzo wasn’t here to

in the wind, tears streaking

got people wrapped around her finger–her

Macro thought, lip curling.

some old dude’s random promise, but he’d latched onto it–parading around Fiorenza, bragging that Stephanie was

her down with that excuse, loud and obnoxious

• sent guys to take him out, but Richard slipped away every time, slick as

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was like he lived to get under Sebastian’s skin–didn’t care about the Casalini

Didn’t faze him. He just

voice quiet. “But Stefi

holds grudges–you almost pulling his pants down? He’s going to get you back for that someday,” Macro said with

shrank back, her heart thumping

by the collar and hauling him off like a limp

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