Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert) novel Chapter 186

Sylvia was caught off guard by Rupert's advance.

But the more she tried to wiggle free, the more it seemed to fuel his desire.

In the end, her dress slid from her shoulders. Panic surged through her, and she tried to cover herself, only for Rupert to capture her wrists and pin them above her head with one hand.

With his other hand, he tilted her chin, his lips meeting hers in a kiss that was firm yet deliberate, igniting an undeniable tingling sensation.

A soft moan escaped her lips. She bit down in a futile effort to stifle it, only for the sound to seem to push him further.

His teeth grazed her lip, stealing her breath as he deepened the kiss.

Through the fabric of his suit, he could feel the warmth of her skin, a barrier he found maddeningly insufficient.

Sylvia found it hard to breathe, physically overpowered without question.

Rupert, seeing her frown, snapped back to some semblance of reason.

"Will you let any other man come close to you?" he asked.

Sylvia glared back, her silence a pointed defiance.

"It seems I wasn't clear enough," Rupert murmured, leaning down.

"No. Happy now!" Sylvia retorted through gritted teeth, her eyes blazing with resolve. Unbeknownst to her, that fiery defiance only stoked his desire to conquer her further.

Rupert's gaze hardened, and he kissed her again.

Outside the door, footsteps halted, followed by a hushed conversation.

"What's that sound?" It was Eloise's husband.

"Stop teasing, honey. Go to room 6 later, okay? Your heart can only have room for me."

"Then how about a little sweetener?"

"Alright."