Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 225

Chapter 225

"

Why won't he speak up?

Sylvia's mind was a whirlwind of confusion. First, there was Warren's sudden change, and now Rupert's silent retreat as if he had vanished into thin air.

What was real? What was just a facade?

She looked at the crisscross of scars and tentatively asked, "Does Tristan often give you the 'family treatment"?"

"I'm not stupid," Rupert replied dismissively.

"Then when do you end up getting the 'treatment'?"

"When others don't use their brains."

Others, meaning Sylvia.

So, this sly old fox, Rupert, surely knew how to protect himself.

Then why was he...

Lost in thought, Rupert turned his head slightly. "Sylvia."

"Hmm?"

"Have you touched enough?"

Sylvia snapped back to reality, realizing her hand had been tracing the marks on Rupert's back all along.

and awkwardly rummaged through the first

it's just a minor cut. I'll put some ointment on it, but I don't

coat pocket," Rupert

picked up his jacket from the couch, and found

all along. He must have let

the alcohol and warned, "Rupert, I'm going to disinfect it. It might

the bleeding spot, but instead of the

in his arms, he murmured,

meeting his intense gaze, which seemed to

a past life, and her back heated

move away, his hand rested on her leg, holding her in place with just the right

his warm breath fanning her neck, both dominating and

his

her head,

hand behind her continued its

to raise her hand, he caught

notches, yet the

cah." As she defiantly began to respond, he

on

back,

resolve melted

kneaded gently, his

go," she whispered, biting her lip to keep from making

try

bathe

fire in his

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