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.

gun in his hand, the air stinging

ditched his rich–boy act, tucking his

Elliot–they’ve got enough muscle. We’re solid

slid his gun back and glanced over his

rustle hit his ears, and he turned–locking eyes with Ella as she climbed out

choked

too much blood–pooled on the ground, bright and

the snow drifting down, it was like a horror flick, red soaking into white like

nothing came

so

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

blanked. Her brain couldn’t process his

Lorenzo’s brow furrowed.

back of Macro’s head. “Guess Sebastian went soft

Macro muttered, rubbing the back of

wiped him out–he was still huffing, working the kink out of

well sign his death

at Ella.

scraped together every bit of nerve

heart pounding like

won’t see her for a

wide, confusion all

came to grab her,” Lorenzo said low, turning his back

She was

When?” She stood there, her mind turning into

Stephanie was into the guy growing up with her.

too? The

was stuck, clueless.

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it up. “Can you head

“I–1 can.” She nodded,

vibe,” Lorenzo said, flicking her a quick look before walking off.

Stefi in trouble?” Ella blurted out, worry thick in her voice.

her like a brick.

realized that back then, Chris

out that Stephanie had more than just Sebastian

this mess wasn’t a lightweight–thinking of that, panic

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

twisted creep–he knew

gone, no one knew what that slimeball might try.

showing up in Long Harbor now? Probably sniffed out that Stephanie and Sebastian were tight. Ella’s eyes got watery

she added, staring at

hurt. Lorenzo wasn’t here to play babysitter. He walked off, his back a dark shape fading into the

in the wind, tears streaking down and

stressing. That girl’s got people wrapped around her finger–her fiancé won’t

dirtbag, Macro thought,

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

two years, he’d chased her down with that excuse,

• sent guys to take him out, but Richard slipped

4

Sebastian’s skin–didn’t

him. He just

up, her voice quiet. “But Stefi and Mr. Giovanni

no need to worry… Or you should feel sorry for yourself. Lorenzo holds grudges–you almost pulling his pants down? He’s going to get you back for

her

Macro by the

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