Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 349

Looking into her eyes, Rupert found it almost impossible to hold himself back.

Even the stray strand of her hair brushing across his nose seemed to tease him, stirring something deep inside.

Before Sylvia could react, he leaned down and brushed his lips gently against hers, barely a whisper of a kiss.

But in the next heartbeat, his hand slid to the back of her neck, possessively deepening the kiss. It was intense, but brief; his clenched fist hovered near her ear, and Sylvia could actually hear the restrained tension in the way he held himself back.

Rupert stared at her, voice low. "Sylvia, you really are something else."

Sylvia blinked, confused by his words.

But he didn't give her a chance to ask. Instead, he tugged her down beside him, pulling the covers over them both.

"Get some more sleep," he murmured.

Sylvia squirmed, tried to push him away, but he wouldn't budge. She sighed in surrender and closed her eyes.

Out in the hallway-

Bridget gripped the doorknob so tightly her knuckles turned white. She stared at the two of them curled up together, trembling with rage.

But she didn't dare fling the door open. Instead, she spun around, holding back the urge to scream.

She'd barely reached the elevators when a hand clamped over her mouth and yanked her into the stairwell.

Dazed, she barely had time to process before a man, breathless and wild-eyed, crashed his lips onto hers with a bruising kiss.

pain, and when she shoved him away, she finally saw it was

your hands off me!"

didn't seem bothered. He cupped her face, kissing her forehead, then

be mad. So, did you

That's all you ever think about! I asked

even get that right. And you

her back on

arms around her from behind, nuzzling into the crook of her neck and peppering kisses along

said I'd take care of it, and I will. Soon

glinted. She spun to face him,

"Really?"

Caleb said

pulled him into a heated

...

drifted off to sleep, Rupert slipped

the back of the car and lit a cigarette,

tailed," he said

to the rearview mirror. Sure enough, the same white van had

mirror, then cut across three lanes and took a

considering. "They're being awfully persistent. Someone's been

assistant, was a trained bodyguard-ditching a tail was child's play

cigarette and pulled out his phone. "Chris, you got

If you're looking for Caleb, he's out on medical leave. You know how

the top of

professors love him. Got hurt, so