Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 18

"Didn't you say you weren't into me? Then what's this diary all about?"

"You've got it all wrong. It's just some scribbles, doesn't prove a thing," Sylvia said, her face emotionless as she tried to push him away.

At the mention of scribbles, Rupert's eyes narrowed, "Is that so?"

In the next moment, to Sylvia's astonishment, he reached into the fire, pulling out a half-burnt sheet of paper.

Glancing at the elegant handwriting, he repeated the words in a deep tone, "I fancy you."

Rupert held the charred paper between his fingers, his demeanor lazy and indifferent, his expression cold and detached despite the sentimental words.

He had always been indifferent and ruthless towards her, she knew that.

But the mocking look in his eyes made Sylvia feel stifled and rigid. As if her past affection was nothing but dirt in his eyes, unworthy of attention.

Sylvia's shoulders trembled slightly as she struggled to suppress her emotions, speaking calmly, "It's nameless, doesn't have to be you. It could be anyone, but definitely not you."

to move her hand but was caught by Rupert, who pulled her closer. Rupert leaned in slowly,

thought you could just provoke me and walk away? No one can change what

struggled a few times, but he only got closer. At that moment,

you smell something

burning

You...ugh...stop it!

"Just one more kiss."

with flirtation and affection,

involuntarily shivering. Rupert noticed, a playful smirk crossing

go," Sylvia

of being

lip. Yet, the couple seemed

I wanna see who's

to sweat nervously, unable to push the

her voice, she demanded through

Rupert pressed closer, deliberately rubbing his firm chest against her

his breath lingered on her ear, his gaze inscrutable, punishingly gripping her body with every movement, making her feel utterly