Chapter 326

Sylvia followed Rupert's gaze, only to realize her sweater had somehow hooked itself onto his belt buckle.

Any slight move from him, and her shirt would ride up.

Flustered, she tried to tug her sweater free, but her hand accidentally landed somewhere it really shouldn't have.

The next instant, Rupert's hand closed firmly around her wrist.

His lips pressed into a hard line, his eyes smoldering in the dim light-he looked like a wolf holding himself back.

He growled, every word deliberate: "Don't move."

Sylvia felt the tension in his body, her eyes widening in shock. Sweat prickled along her hairline as she fumbled even more desperately to unhook her sweater.

"My shirt's stuck-"

Click.

His belt buckle popped open.

"Uh-Mr. Rupert..." Orson appeared, clutching an urgent folder. He took one look at the scene, snapped his mouth shut, and spun around. "I saw nothing. I'll come back later."

He beat a hasty retreat.

Sylvia wished she could crawl under the floorboards. She just wanted to get free as fast as possible.

But the more she struggled, the worse it got. In her panic, she ended up yanking almost the entire belt out of Rupert's jeans.

Rupert's gaze on her,

voice dropped, half amused, half dark: “No need to be

"I'm not rushing!"

thread caught on her sweater, forgetting just how

bobbing as he swallowed. No matter how hard he tried

chin with a gentle but firm touch. His

box cutter from the very

free, Sylvia scrambled

hole in

it.

having watched

his belt, couldn't help

notice how effortless-even

casual-he made the movement

look, despite the situation.

flicked over, accidentally catching a glimpse

Suddenly, Rupert paused.

voice floated over her

belt was broken,

too loud, a little too

her, a sly grin curling at his lips.

blank, realizing how obvious she

her feet, pushing past him. "I need

glass of ice water. He

time Orson returned, Rupert was back to his

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