Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 79

It felt like an eternity before Rupert finally released Sylvia. She slumped against the wall, her breaths short and rapid. Her lips, flushed and slightly parted, tested Rupert's self-control, pushing it to the very edge of reason. He made to move closer again, but Sylvia sharply

turned her face away.

"What are you playing at? One moment cold, the next sweet?"

"What do you mean?" Rupert casually wiped the trace of blood from his lips, a testament to how hard she had bitten him in her anger.

Listening to his nonchalant tone, Sylvia glared at him. "Can you seriously stand there and play dumb? All the things you've done for Bridget, do I really need to spell them out for you? If you love her that much, why do you treat me this way? Am I really that worthless to you, to be used and trampled on at will? Can your love drama not involve me? I'm not interested in the slightest!

Thanks for the hangover cure. I'm fine now."

With those words, Sylvia brushed past him, not looking back as she left.

...

In the private room.

spilled his drink and

the private room to

but she never imagined they would

her, never crossing any boundaries. She had thought it was just his nature, considering they were eventually to be married, and there

over another woman, like a beast

not to reveal her presence. She glanced at Sylvia, scoffed quietly to herself, and turned back toward

those three lecherous men eyeing

took her so long? She didn't pass out in the restroom, did

she any less

smile. "No, just touching up her makeup.

impress. The men nodded, assuming Sylvia was

at the nearly drunk

alright? Maybe we should send him

of him." The others stood up to assist the principal out of the room, eager

left Bridget alone with

"Gentlemen, this drink is on behalf of Sylvia. Please,