Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 290

But you...

Before Rupert could finish, Sylvia fiercely resisted.

All her pent-up frustration and resentment exploded in that moment. She didn't care what he had to say.

She just wanted to get away from him.

"Uncle Rupert, you don't need to say anything to me. I don't care! I don't care about Warren, and I certainly don't care about you! I've had enough!"

She shouted, completely oblivious to the dangerous glint in Rupert's eyes.

Rupert's gaze darkened as he grabbed her chin, lifting it forcefully. "Don't care?"

Under his intense stare, Sylvia trembled slightly with fear, but she gritted her teeth and nodded with determination.

"Yes! I don't... mmph!"

The man didn't give her a second to think. Before she could finish, he captured her lips in a stormy kiss, his grip on her chin unyielding.

She tried to push him away, but he pinned her hands against the car window, the pressure growing tighter, and the cut on her palm began to throb with pain.

He did it on purpose.

He wanted her to hurt.

Sylvia groaned in pain, feeling the man's breath grow hotter against her skin.

his deep eyes threatening to devour her whole, intensifying

daze, she felt her jacket yanked away, and several

the heat of his touch, sending shivers

their breaths mingled, turning the air sticky and heavy,

hand wiped away the condensation,

on the road, two luxury cars halted

confronted with a scene

window, letting his gaze skim over Warren's furious

Sylvia down into the back

Sylvia's resistance was futile.

the man's hands

on her

Abruptly,

her,

paused, propping

slightly to look down

hair falling

over his forehead.

you don't

adults here. What's the big deal? It's just..."

Have you done this with someone else?

dangerously dark, his eyes narrowing with an intensity that let no

shadow he cast suffocated Sylvia, making it hard for her to

and turned her head away

"Heh."

trailing to a sensitive