Shadows Between Us (Stella and Sebastian) novel Chapter 86

Chapter 86

Stella’s eyes turned cold.

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With a deadpan face, she shoved Lucas back into Sebastian’s arms. When she looked up again, her gaze was defiant and at little wild.

She kept a tight lid on her impatience, but the dangerous glint and faint redness at the corners of her eyes gave her away.

Blake, who’d never been treated like this in his life, lunged to snatch the car keys back.

But the middle-aged bodyguard just stared at him with cold contempt, not even bothering to acknowledge him. With sharp crack, both of Blake’s arms were dislocated.

Blake screamed in agony.

As he did it, the bodyguard didn’t even blink, his eyes fixed on Stella. His stare was pure intimidation, a silent threat.

The bodyguard started walking toward Stella.

Behind him, his men hauled Blake up by the collar, dragging him along like he was nothing but a beaten mutt.

“Mr. Gray,” John murmured.

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Sebastian’s face was unreadable. His hand, strung with black prayer beads, twitched ever so slightly, and in the shadows, everyone readied themselves, waiting for his signal.

The middle-aged bodyguard stepped forward and stood directly in front of Stella.

He said, “Alright, Miss, how much do you want for the car?”

His words sounded polite enough, but the message was clear: this was a shakedown, and she didn’t really have a choice.

He obviously didn’t see Stella as worth his attention, but when his gaze shifted to Sebastian, there was a strange, unreadable look in his eyes.

At first, Stella didn’t say a word.

She gave the bodyguard a lazy look, barely bothering to lift her eyes.

That single look made the bodyguard’s pupils contract, and he instinctively took half a step back.

Just now, he’d felt a chill run down his spine. Danger was in the air.

“Let him go,” Stella said, licking her lips with a hint of defiance. Her tone was impossible to read: cold, flat, giving nothing

away.

She gave a lazy wave toward Blake, who was hissing in pain and struggling to catch his breath.

“Just name your price, Miss,” the bodyguard said, forcing himself to stay calm as he shot a quick signal to his crew.

“Stella, don’t listen to him. Forget about me, I’m good… Ow!” Blake yelled, his voice strained with pain.

Cold sweat broke out all over his pale face.

Even Allan, who was always the laid-back, nothing-bothers-me type, dropped his usual smirk. He fixed a cold, serious look

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Allan couldn’t shake the feeling that he’d seen this bodyguard somewhere before.

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Stella glanced back at Sebastian, her face cool and detached.

Without a word, Sebastian, expression blank, reached out and covered Lucas’s eyes.

The bodyguard’s smile was still frozen on his face when, in a blink, everything went dark. Stella was suddenly right in front of Blake, moving like a phantom. Her slender, pale fingers locked tight around the throat of the guy who locked Blake.

With a vicious twist, she wrenched his neck.

Blake felt the grip on him vanish.

The bodyguard who’d been dragging him like a stray mutt dropped to his knees, clutching his throat in agony, and spat a mouthful of blood onto the ground.

Blake frozen.

His

eyes

went wide. He was so shocked that he didn’t even feel the pain in his busted arms anymore.

Now Blake was sure of it: back at South District Precinct, Stella really had gone easy on him.

Dead silence hung in the air. Everyone else was still too shocked to snap out of it.

Stella didn’t even look at anyone else. She just gave Blake a lazy wave.

With a heavy thud, Blake, who’d looked ready to die before he’d ever yielded to the bodyguard, folded forward, forehead almost grazing the floor at her feet. He said, “Stella, I was wrong!”

He did it so smoothly, it almost made one feel sorry for him, like he’d practiced this move way too many times.

Everything fell instantly quiet.

Lucas, whose eyes were still covered by Sebastian, looked lost.

“Like hell you were wrong. Get up!” Stella snapped, her voice tight with barely contained anger.

Her face was blank, but to everyone else, she looked downright vicious.

Blake scrambled to his feet.

Before he could even take a few steps away from the bodyguard who’d just coughed up blood, he heard two crisp, snapping sounds right by his ear.

He stared blankly at Stella standing across from him, then glanced down at his hands. Just moments ago, they were busted, but now they moved like nothing had happened.

Blake was still trying to figure out what had just happened.

He was still in a daze when he shuffled back to Sebastian’s side.

Blake thought, ‘Did Stella just pop my arms back in place?

‘But when did she do it?’

With Blake out of the way, Stella stared down the middle-aged bodyguard, her eyes like ice, daring him to defy her. She stretched out her hand, palm up, slow and deliberate. She said, “The keys.”

Stella thought, “That Pagani Zonda is meant for Sebastian; no one else gets a say in it.’

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“No matter how much it costs…” The bodyguard finally found his voice again, trying to negotiate.

Stella cut him off before he could finish. She said, “The keys!”

She fixed him with an icy, deadly stare.

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The man beside the bodyguard pointed his finger right in Stella’s face and snapped, “Don’t push your luck. Do you know…” but before he could finish, he suddenly screamed in pain.

Stella’s face stayed blank as she stared at the middle-aged bodyguard. With chilling ease, she caught the guy’s finger in her cold, pale hand.

She repeated, “Give me the keys.”

With every word she spoke, another finger snapped, one after another. By the end, only one finger on his hand was left working.

Stella dipped her head, a cold, dangerous smirk tugging at her lips.

The last finger snapped with a wet crack.

In the shadows, someone asked, “Ivan, are you sure she’s the one you called just a useless showpiece? The one you said couldn’t even lift a finger?

“She’s way tougher than any of us.”

The chilly night breeze dried the cold sweat on his forehead, but Ivan still felt a shiver run down his spine.

The middle-aged bodyguard locked eyes with Stella, his throat tightening as he swallowed nervously.

He shot a look at Sebastian, who was sitting in his wheelchair. Something seemed to click for him, and he started heading straight for Sebastian.

Stella’s eyes darkened, turning ice-cold. She casually stepped to the side, planting herself right in his path, making it clear he wasn’t getting past her.

In a flash, Allan stared at the middle-aged bodyguard’s face. He finally remembered who this guy was, and his expression changed instantly.

Before Allan could say a word, the bodyguard had already announced his background.

“Mr. Gray, I’m from the Everhart family in Jaffina,” the bodyguard said, his voice steady and formal.

The bodyguard had thought that there was no way anyone could ever take down the team from Jaffina. That Pagani Zonda was already as good as his.

But things had veered off the script in his head; he had no choice left but to drop the mask and show who he really was.

Stella arched a brow and thought, ‘The Everhart family?

‘Never heard of them.’

The moment those words left the bodyguard’s mouth, the air around Sebastian turned lethal. His killing intent surged like a storm, ready to devour everyone in its path.

Stella turned around.

Sebastian’s pale, dangerously handsome face was shrouded in a cold, violent vibe. He looked like a lunatic barely holding it together, ready to snap at any moment.

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Even Lucas, in his arms, couldn’t help but fidget, picking up on his dark mood.

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“Mr. Gray, our lady wants to give this car to her son as a birthday present,” the bodyguard said, his voice still calm but tinged with arrogance.

“That’s enough. Shut your mouth,” Allan snapped, his expression cold and furious, his aura just as menacing.

“We hope you can let…” the bodyguard began, his voice tinged with smugness.

But before he could finish, he felt something swiped from his waist, and a second later, cold metal was pressed to the back of

his head.

Stella kept her eyes lowered, face blank, and her voice was cold as ice. She demanded, “Let what?”

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