Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 187

"Please," Sylvia said with a huff.

"Hmm?" Rupert's voice was low and magnetic, laced with a hint of seduction, "Don't you enjoy calling me 'uncle'? Say uncle, pretty please."

His warm breath mingled with his voice, making Sylvia blush from ear to ear.

No way!

Absolutely not!

Seeing her refuse to speak, Rupert's large hand began to wander up her waist, inching ever so slowly upward.

Sylvia's eyes widened, a flush spreading from her cheeks down her body, leaving her feeling light-headed and weak.

Eventually, she gave in.

"Uncle, please..."

Rupert's gaze flickered as he looked at her, his fingers brushing her cheek lightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he remained silent.

He stepped back, turning away to light a cigarette, his dark silhouette folding into an inscrutable mood.

"There are clothes in the closet."

opened the closet and hurried

caught in the fabric, stuck in place.

"Let me."

enveloping her, and she clenched her fists, trying to appear

down her back, inadvertently brushing against her skin as he fixed the zipper, making her swallow

was up, Sylvia felt a weight on her neck

"What's this?"

for the dress," Rupert replied

the pendant, a beautifully carved piece of jade resting in her

exquisite,

such an expensive

it, she didn't want to accept

I

"Shh."

Sylvia attempted to remove it, Rupert caught her hand, silencing her. Outside, the noise indicated that the

In the banquet hall.

earlier, Bridget invited the guests to watch a birthday video she

it accidentally displayed footage

the dim, intimate lighting, two figures writhed on a

promise

to her just for you! Once we stealthily take over her studio's key designs, she'll be left with nothing but