Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 307

Chapter 307

The pain was sharp and relentless, like a thousand tiny needles pricking straight into her heart. Sylvia clenched the corner of her pillow, barely holding back a

shudder.

Suddenly, the air in the room turned chilly. She jerked upright, panic flooding her veins, just in time to see a shadow looming closer from behind.

"Who's there?" she demanded, voice trembling.

"It's me."

The voice made her freeze. In the soft, amber glow of the nightlight, she could just make out the figure at the foot of her bed.

Rupert.

Heart pounding, Sylvia snatched up her pillow and hurled it at him.

"Get out! How the hell did you get in here? This is breaking and entering! I can call the cops on you!"

Before she'd even finished, Rupert tossed her phone-previously left on her nightstand onto the duvet.

"Go ahead. Call them."

Sylvia stared at the glowing screen, realization dawning.

"Uncle Rupert, here to delete videos again? You just can't trust anyone, can you? Gotta protect your little fiancée all on your own.”

Her words dripped with sarcasm as she unlocked her phone with shaking hands. She already knew Rupert had wiped out every bit of evidence, but she still

scrolled through her gallery, hope flickering uselessly.

Nothing. Just a blank grid. Her stomach plummeted.

Rupert's weight. He

bed, grabbing her phone and tossing it aside, then hauled her closer with one rough

you a

sharp sting of nicotine filled the air between them. He must've

you had enough of this sick

but he pushed her

"Not even close."

the low light. There was a

breath. The ache in her

tried to shield her face, but he caught her wrists in one large

head, leaving her

along the edge of her

voice was rough. "Are

her lip and turned her head

forcing her to look at him. His hair fell over

flickered in his

clever enough," he murmured,

didn't give her time to speak. He crashed

her struggle, he swallowed

phone buzzed insistently in his pocket. He ignored it, but

he pulled it out, still tracing lazy

at the screen, and heat in his eyes cooled instantly.

clipped reply. Then he hung up, straightened his

at Sylvia, who

bed, clutching the

your

up

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