Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 554

Sylvia woke to pitch blackness all around her.

The air was thick with the coppery tang of blood and something salty and damp, so strong that just breathing made her gag.

She doubled over, clutching at something nearby as she dry heaved.

When she finally steadied herself, she realized her hand was wrapped around a set of cold iron bars. Her palm felt sticky. She pulled her hand back and shuddered-blood.

A shiver ran down her spine. Her fingers trembled as she wiped them off on her jeans, barely able to process what was happening.

Suddenly, a dim light flicked on overhead, casting pale shadows across the small space around her.

Her heart hammered in her chest as she took in her surroundings.

She was locked in what looked like a cell, with metal bars like something out of a medieval dungeon.

Panic surged through her. She glanced at her hand again, blood smeared across her skin.

Before she could think too much, a gruff voice echoed from the darkness beyond the bars.

"Told you, there's no way out."

weak light, his shadow looming across

corner, fighting to keep her voice steady. "Mr. Hanson, what the hell is this? You know this is kidnapping, right? If I don't get

cops? Right now, you're my fiancée. All I have to do is say we went on a little


pressed

enjoy her fear; his smirk widened as he straightened his suit

have ignored

you like Ms. Sanford?

says I'm not good enough for her. But I can be her

one gets to

life. Got

don't hurt me. I'll do whatever you want, I promise." Sylvia's tears streamed down her

eyes lingering on her shaking legs. "Relax. I'm not

he turned and

listening to the sound of his footsteps and

heavy click of a lock, she finally stopped crying, but dread

was this place? It


steadied herself against the wall and groped along

flicker of hope, she pulled a bobby pin from her hair and jammed it into the keyhole,

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