Vengeance With My White Knight by Maya Kensington

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 the 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 175 19:03 Thu, 13 Mar Chapter 170 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?" Now Macro was mad, heat crawling up his neck.

He turned on Sebastian, steaming, "Man, you really let your crew smack anyone around, huh?" Elliot cut in fast. "Mr. Vitale- "Shut it, Elliot. Zip it, Macro snapped, voice like a whip.

He was done-his temper cranking up with every word.

Yeah, Luca got on his nerves half the time, but she was still his sister.

They could fight all day at home, whatever, but out there? When it counted, he'd have her back, no question. Sebastian tilted his head, giving Macro a stare that could chill a fire. “You want to test me?" Macro stuck his chin out, glaring. I'm pissed, dude. For real." Elliot jumped in again, sounding fed up. "I didn't lay a hand on her And just like that, the room went silent. Dead quiet.

Macro spun toward Elliot. "Then how'd she ditch Long Harbor? You kick her out or just ditch her on the street?” Sebastian shifted a little, eyes sliding to Elliot, waiting.

Elliot kept his cool. "Miss Vitale gave our guys the slip and bolted from Long Harbor on her own! Macro's mouth twitched, his face stuck halfway between shock and confusion.

This just kicked up more questions, and his head was spinning.

He couldn't wrap his brain around how Luca pulled it off.

Sebastian frowned at Elliot. "What's that even mean?" She ditched Sofia's crew and just took off from Long Harbor? His eyes narrowed.

Elliot shrugged. “Means she's out of here. Barely hung around-her flight just landed and then took off, within just a few hours." Macro stood there, jaw slack.

Sebastian went quiet, his frown deepening Macro yanked at his hair, muttering, “What's Luca up to? She really just split?" Then he mulled it over and said, "Or is she pulling something? Maybe cooking up a bigger move to screw us later?" He squinted at Elliot. "You're sure she's gone?" She dragged Sofia's crew to Long Harbor for a wild goose chase, and now this... The more he thought about it, the sketchier 275 Chapter 170 it felt.

Did nothing, ditched the crew, and bailed? Macro shook his head. "No way, right?" Or maybe she cut a deal with Sofa? A new idea hit him.

He whipped around to Sebastian. "Wait-did Sofia send Luca to grab Stefi and toss in sextra cash to seal the deal?" Elliot jumped in, frowning. "Without a solid payott, Miss Vitale wouldn't bother showing up? Those two never got along anyway.

No chance Luca would bend over backwards for Sofia without something big on the line.

And with Sofia's crew tagging along? The whole thing felt off Macro slapped his forehead, groaning. "We're toast.” A bead of sweat rolled down his face.

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

She took Sofia's bribe and ran. The more Macro pieced it together, the worse his head pounded.

Macro sucked in a breath. "Holy crap." Luca was the sas ever-sniffing out Sofia's goodies and snatching them like a hawk, no hesitation..

But Sofia's stuff wasn't just free for the taking Hasn't she learned anything after all this time? Macro shook his head. fed up.

He was dizzy now, his brain barely keeping up Sebastian lit another cigarette, taking a slow drag as smoke drifted out.

Macro looked up. "Uh, where's Sofia at right now?" He also wondered where Luca had taken off to after Long Harbor.

If she went back to Fiorenza now, she'd be begging for Sofia to cafter her.

Sebastian's voice stayed flat. "If nothing's gone wrong, she's in Sandara by now," "Oh, thank God," Macro said, letting out a big sigh.

Knowing Sofia wasn't in Fiorenza, his shoulders finally relaxed.

"Then don't tell Sofia yet," he said fast, pointing at Sebastian.

If Sofia found out Luca swiped her stuff and bolted, with her temper, they'd be clawing at each other again in no time.

"Sofia, man-what a handful, Macro grumbled to himself.

Stefl was right there with Sebastian-she wasn't going anywhere. And still, Sofia teamed up with Luca Those two had been going at it forever. She could trust literally anyone else, but nope-she picked Luca, Macro rolled his eyes.

3/5 Chapter 170 Elliot spoke up, calm as always. "She'll figure it out eventually." Macro glared at him, snapping. "Dude, I'm begging you-shut it." He'd clocked it by now: Elliot seemed all cool and collected when he kept quiet.

But the second he opened his mouth? Pure stress-like he was gunning for your last nerve.

Macro was so over hearing him talk, his ears were practically ringing.

His sister, though-what a disaster. She always had to pick a fight with Sofia, of all people.

And Sofia? One hint of Luca and she turned into a raging bull, ready to charge.

Now look-Sofia got played, and Macro couldn't help a little smirk.

He scratched his chin, wondering what Sofia had dangled in front of Luca.

Whatever it was, if it got Luca to hustle out there, it wasn't ssmall-tperk. That much he'd bet on.

Stephanie rolled out of bed around ten, sunlight pouring through the window into the room.

A glass of water sat on the nightstand, still warm. The sheets next to her were cold-Sebastian must've been up for a while.

She sat there, still groggy, hair a wild mess spilling over her shoulders.

Back when they were kids, she'd always stuck to him like glue, following him around everywhere.

But sleeping together now? Whole different deal. Especially when he pulled her in close-his body changing in ways that made it real clear what was going on.

"You up?" His deep, smooth voice snapped her out of her haze, Stephanie glanced at the door and saw Sebastian walk in, rocking that slate-gray lounge set.

He looks good in anything, she thought, still half-dazed.

sen in something this laid-back, he had that sharp, cool edge and effortless vibe he was born with.

She wasn't fully awake yet, mumbling a sleepy, "Morning Sebastian rossed the rooin in a couple steps, scooping her out of the blankets and pulling her against his chest. "Say my name? he said softly.

she could feel his heartbeat under her cheek, his low voice teasing-like he was egging her on.

Stearing his nfrom her just hit different. A little smirk crept onto his face without him even trying. Suphanie Minked, thrown off. Hul Con, say it he pushed, voice smooth as butter.

slinked again, brain still loading "Right now?" www.ddn't it only slipped out when he'd ticked her off so bad she couldn't hold it in.

When she was thinking straight, "hey or "Seb just cout naturally-soft, with that old clingy vibe from way back.

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She'd been calling him that forever. Switching it up now? Yeah, not so easy. She scrunched her nose. "Ah-! Sebastian, what the heck?” A sharp sting hit her neck, and she yelped, voice jumping. She wiggled to get free, but stuck in his arms, she didn't have a shot-arms and legs flailing for nothing His low laugh buzzed against her neck. "You're being a bad girl he teased, a playful edge in his tone.

Her temper flared up fast, cheeks going red.

"My neck hurts!" she griped, frowning big-time. "Did you really bitethat hard? We're heading back to Fiorenza in two weeks-how am I supposed to explain this?" Her brain went into a tailspin, ready to claw at him.

She'd been checking those marks on her neck earlier, hoping they'd fade by then. And now he does this?

Seeing her get all riled up like a ticked-off kitten, Sebastian's sparkled with a d with a hint of fun. He leaned in dropping a sweet kiss on her forehead. "You don't have to explain a thing" Stephanie froze, then looked up. "Wait, why not?" Sebastian kicked back against the headboard, all chill. “Just got off the phone with Mom." Her eyes popped wide. "Oh?" Her brain went full speed, curiosity written all over her face as she stared at him.

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