Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld

Chapter 13

Chapter 13 A Mess in the Bathroom

The Gomez mansion, master bedroom.

Sylvester applied medicine to Lela, although the marks on her neck had long disappeared. Perhaps it was due to his guilt over the recent incident that Sylvester had no intention of stopping. Not until Lela raised her hand and rested her fingers against his did Sylvester raise his eyebrows.

"Does it still hurt?"

Lela shook her head. Only then did Sylvester stand up and casually caress Lela's cheek.

So soft.

"Rest well, "Sylvester said, then left the room.

Lela got up from the bed after he left.

After returning to Pliar from Balthazar's Auction House without any breaks, she needed to take a bath.

Once alone, Lela became a different person. In the bathroom, she looked at herself in the mirror, curled her lips, and spoke melodiously, "Lela, isn't a bad name."

The more she thought on it, the more she liked it, though now that she was alone, she allowed her anger to surface.

Lela reached out and touched her slender neck, pouting, "He's really ruthless." Although that kind of pain was child's play for her, she couldn't stand being choked. What's the point of being a lifesaver if someone threatened her for something so small?

Hmph!

Men can be so annoying.

out of the bathroom with radiant, fair skin and slender legs. She

day. No, according to the time,

the

Since no one was around, she didn't have to worry about anyone entering. She just didn't want to wear the same dress

this was Sylvester's room and there was a door on the opposite side that could only lead to a

door on the other side of the room but froze as soon as she

man sitting behind a table with a computer in front of him, his eyes fixed on her without blinking. She saw his amber

only then realized her mistake. This wasn't a dressing room at all, it was a study. This man had set up his study

an odd thing

she was more knowledgeable

run, wouldn't it also seem odd to keep standing

Lela forgot to cover herself. She was

striding towards her on his

knees. She seemed to be on the

they were about to give way, Sylvester reached out and held her, pulling her

smooth body, which was both silky and cold, fell into his arms. Sylvester caught a whiff of the scent of his usual shower gel. His face tightened as he took

was really

Sylvester, wearing only a bath towel around his lower half, stood by the bed, looking down at Lela. Her slightly upturned eyes gave

shower on your own, you little fool. Do you

the scent of the shower gel just now, he already

to be immature? How could she know

she worried that

was also his

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