Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 323

As soon as the words left his mouth, the man grabbed the back of her head and

crushed his mouth to hers in a rough, almost desperate kiss.

"Ow-hey!" Sylvia gasped, pain shooting through her lips.

Instinctively, she parted her lips to protest, which only invited him in.

His gaze locked onto hers-those dark eyes burning with heat and wild desire, almost a little unhinged.

Sylvia pounded his chest a few times in protest, but he barely seemed to notice, letting her vent her frustration however she wanted.

Then he pressed her back onto the bed, his tall frame looming over her, radiating an intensity that left her completely powerless.

After a tense moment, Rupert finally let her go, burying his face in the crook of her neck. His breath was ragged, stirring her hair, the heat of him lingering against her

ear.

His voice was hoarse. "I'm away on business for a while. Stay away from the Garcias' place, okay?"

Sylvia's heart jumped. She couldn't tell if this was a warning or just concern, but she nodded.

"Your mom's waiting for you downstairs. Go on," he said, pulling away and straightening his clothes.

the bed, bolting for the door without

she disappeared, Orson poked his head into

Rupert, she ran

replied, all

look at Dr. Chris-everyone loves

as Rupert fixed him with a dangerous glare, and he

why don't you go

even say? Why would I go

"Wait up, Mr. Rupert!"

...

The next morning.

the studio, her phone buzzed with a group message: staff

always, and she looked healthier than before, but there was an unmistakable shadow in her eyes-like she still hadn't

noticed Sylvia watching her, Bridget instantly slipped back

up drama today, so she grabbed her notebook and headed for the

the meeting, Eloise

the Mountain City Jewelry Expo tomorrow. There'll be some big

Sylvia said, standing to take the

through them, and her eyes lit up her

list. Suddenly, she couldn't