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.

his hand, the air stinging with burnt powder.

his rich–boy act, tucking his

Elliot–they’ve got enough muscle. We’re solid here., Macro mumbled

slid his gun back and glanced over his shoulder.

hit his ears, and he turned–locking eyes with

weirdness. Fear choked her up,

on the ground, bright and nauseating.

it was like a horror flick,

nothing

heart pounding so hard it might

distance. “Back already? Didn’t

blanked. Her brain couldn’t process

Lorenzo’s brow furrowed.

Macro’s head. “Guess Sebastian went soft on you–no weighted laps, huh?”

jerk,” Macro muttered, rubbing the back of

had damn near wiped him out–he was still huffing,

sign his

stare at Ella. “What’re you

together every bit of nerve to look him in the

answers, her heart pounding

won’t see her for a bit.”

wide, confusion all

to grab her,” Lorenzo said low, turning

brain froze. She was

She stood there, her mind turning

with her. She’d never heard

too? The more Ella thought, the more her head

stuck,

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pulled out a cigarette, lit it

can.” She

go. This isn’t your vibe,” Lorenzo said, flicking her

blurted out, worry

hit her like

realized that back then, Chris was

Stephanie had more than just Sebastian backing

a lightweight–thinking

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

a twisted creep–he

wall between Stephanie and Sebastian finally gone, no one knew what that slimeball

now? Probably sniffed out that Stephanie and Sebastian were tight. Ella’s eyes got watery at “catch some heat.” “What do we do? Mr.

hell,” she added, staring at Lorenzo,

too hardheaded and get hurt. Lorenzo wasn’t here to play babysitter. He

watched Ella trembling in the wind, tears streaking

wrapped around her finger–her fiancé won’t touch her,” he said, throwing out some

Macro thought,

dude’s random promise, but he’d latched onto it–parading around Fiorenza, bragging

years, he’d chased her down with that excuse, loud and

• to take him out, but Richard

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skin–didn’t care about the Casalini family or

He just shrugged them

her voice quiet. “But Stefi and Mr. Giovanni are already…”

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

her heart thumping hard.

walking away but spun around, snagging Macro by the collar and hauling him off like a

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