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.

down at her, his deep eyes threatening to devour her whole, intensifying the kiss and claiming her very

a daze, she felt her jacket yanked away, and several buttons on her shirt were

the heat of his

sticky and heavy, while

wiped away the condensation, revealing their

road, two luxury cars halted at a red

and was confronted with

moment, Rupert cast a brief glance outside the window, letting his gaze

down

Sylvia's resistance was futile.

she could do was feel the man's hands

her previously

Abruptly,

her,

paused, propping

slightly to look down

hair

over his forehead.

this something you

here. What's the big deal? It's

Have you done this

dangerously dark, his eyes narrowing with an intensity that

shadow he cast suffocated Sylvia, making it hard for

tightly together and turned

"Heh."

lowly, his fingers trailing to