Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 45

Chapter 45

The moment it was touched, she felt as if electricity coursed through her, causing an uncontrollable shiver.

Rupert noticed her reaction, his gaze darkening as he leaned in closer, a droplet of coffee from his collar falling

onto her stomach.

Sylvia's shivering becmore pronounced. A dark desire brewed in Rupert's eyes as he stared straight at

Sylvia, not bothering to hide his intent.

"Just as sensitive as that night."

"lI wasn't!" Sylvia countered.

"Really? That's not how you sounded back then."

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His low chuckle was laced with mischief. His thumb, adorned with the ruby ring, traced the droplet on Sylvia's

belly, the warm jade strangely comforting yet bizarre. Sylvia's stomach contracted, and she let out a soft gasp,

which Rupert promptly silenced.

"Mmm..."

Rupert was playing with fire!

If anyone from the Garcia family caught them, she'd be done for!

Yet, Sylvia's strength was no match for Rupert's as he lifted her up and captured her lips.

Suddenly, a knock echoed through the room, "Sylvia, are you in there?"

It was Warren.

Sylvia stiffened in shock.

Rupert, however, just narrowed his eyes, and carrying her in his arms, he moved towards the door.

Sylvia clung to him out of sheer panic, fearing his next move. But he kissed her even more passionately, his

hands boldly wandering over her skin.

And Warren was just on the other side of the door!

Sylvia felt humiliated and helpless, her eyes pleading with Rupert to stop.

Warren continued knocking, "Sylvia, what's wrong? Why is the door locked? Something happened?"

The persistent knocking threatened to alert others.

In a panic, Sylvia clutched Rupert's shirt collar tightly. Just as Warren was about to call for others, Rupert released

her, whispering, "Consider yourself lucky," by her ear. Sylvia quickly got down, picked up the coffee beans from

the floor, took a deep breath, and opened the door.

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"Warren! I'm fine, | accidentally locked the door when | cin."

"Why didn't you answer then?" Warren asked with concern.

"l...I was reaching for something on a shelf and didn't want to get distracted. | cdown to open the door as

soon as | could," Sylvia explained, pressing her lip. Warren nodded; noticing her flushed cheeks, he asked

worriedly, "Why is your face so red? Are you feeling alright?"

Sylvia shook her head, "I just rushed over here, that's all."

"No rush, as long as you're okay. Let's go make scoffee."

"Okay."

As they left the coffee room, Sylvia cast a glance aside.

Rupert leaned against the wall, twirling his ring, looking both lazy and dangerous.

Sylvia didn't dare linger, closing the door firmly behind her.