Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 94

Chapter 94

When Sylvia heard Rupert's voice, she instinctively turned around.

The man standing before her now was clad in a black button-down, the autumn breeze pressing the fabric against his chest, outlining his perfect figure.

Sylvia's pupils shrank for a brief moment before she quickly pretended to be blind.

"Who's there?"

She feigned ignorance, even managing to appear a bit flustered in her act. As she attempted to make a getaway, her wrist was caught, and Rupert forcefully pulled her into a secluded alley. "Let go of me..."

In the chilly breeze, Rupert leaned in for a kiss on Sylvia's slightly parted lips, then casually stared into her widened eyes. Sylvia's hands were restrained by him, leaving her unable to struggle, feeling her lips crushed under his as if being punished, gradually losing her strength.

Rupert released her hands, supporting her waist with one hand and cradling her head with the other.

After a moment, their lips barely touching, he huskily asked, "Who am I?"

Sylvia pushed against his chest, trying to create some distance between them.

"I don't know you, please let me go! Or else I'll scream for help!"

see how

was deep

"Sure, help..."

her chin, leaning in to

"Mmm! Let...go...Uncle!"

me now? Weren't you claiming not to know

no choice but to look directly into his eyes, deep

Their gazes locked.

Rupert squinted, seeing his

wicked. She didn't realize that such adook should never be directed at a man stubborn yet

grazed her reddened lips, the brief

Sylvia turned her

along? Then why did

Rupert spoke indifferently, not wanting to waste time explaining such

pursed her lips, her voice faint. "Thank you, but there's no need for such efforts

deepened, and he chuckled lowly. "Such

to kiss her again,

a splash was heard

"Help! Somebody help..."

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