Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

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, growing more and more

amused, half dark: “No need to be in such

"I'm not rushing!"

to try and bite the loose thread caught on her sweater, forgetting just

lean in, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed. No matter how hard

out, lifting her chin with a gentle but firm touch. His voice was low and rough:

rummaged in his desk drawer, pulling out a tiny box cutter from the very bottom. Carefully, he

as she was free, Sylvia scrambled backwards, putting

looked down at the gaping hole in her

it.

watched Rupert

fix his belt, couldn't

notice how effortless-even

casual-he made the movement

look, despite the situation.

catching a glimpse of... well, more than

Suddenly, Rupert paused.

deep voice floated over her head. "Never seen one

checking if your belt was broken, that's all!" Sylvia blurted,

little too loud, a

at his lips. "Anything else you were

went blank, realizing how obvious she

pushing past him. "I need

sat down and ordered a glass of

the time Orson returned, Rupert was back