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.

and when she shoved him away, she finally saw

hands

seem bothered. He cupped her face, kissing her forehead, then the

So, did you and Rupert sleep together

That's all you ever think about! I asked

and you can't even get that right. And you have the nerve to say you'd do anything for

her back

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 enough,

that, Bridget's eyes glinted. She spun to

"Really?"

course," Caleb said

him into

...

Sylvia drifted off to sleep, Rupert slipped

the car and lit a cigarette, exhaling the first drag

tailed," he said

enough, the same white

across three lanes and

smoked in silence, considering. "They're being awfully persistent. Someone's been

trained bodyguard-ditching a tail

his cigarette and pulled out

for Caleb, he's out on

the top

love him. Got hurt, so they sent him