Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld

Chapter 313 Sylvester said, "Compared to me, you're much more cruel."

Sylvester held Lela, slowly moving forward as Lela returned his kisses, her back pressed against a large tree.

Sylvester placed one hand on the back of Lela's head, his hand braced against the tree trunk to protect her from the rough bark, while his other hand lifted her chin, drawing her into a deep kiss, their tongues entwining. After a long while, Sylvester finally let go of Lela. She tilted her head back, her face flushed, and she was panting.

Sylvester buried his head in Lela's neck, bit her, and said, "You saw it just now."

Lela, still catching her breath, held him close, her chest heaving, letting him continue. "Compared to you, I'm much more ruthless."

Lela moved slightly, her swollen, red lips parting. She said stubbornly, "Who said you're cruel? I already know that mercenary harmed the Gomez family bodyguard; you just wanted to avenge him." She wouldn't allow him to call himself ruthless. If he were ruthless, why would he treat her so well?

"You're wrong; I am that cruel. These hands are stained with countless blood."

"No, don't say that." Lela's eyes reddened, and a tear fell.

Sylvester replied, "Lela, I'm not as perfect as you think."

This may be more fitting to say.

merely restrained his inherent

grew up in an environment devoid of love and full of schemes couldn't be expected to know what

found a girl, Lela,

love was

Sylvester's lips, looking at him, her eyes red. He said, "No, no matter what you are like, you will always

if you did it, it was the punishment

ago, in such circumstances, he still came to save Lela despite having important matters to

merely

people deserved

murmured against them. "See, you

himself as an

of Sylvester so

I didn't mean to deceive you,"

apology carried both affection

that Lela had connections with the internationally feared Illusionist

Sylvester suddenly understood.

couldn't speak