Chaos Girl Rewrites the Script novel Chapter 718

The roar of the thunderstorm seemed to fade into nothingness.

Vivienne bit down with brutal force. A sharp pain bloomed in Cyril's hand, followed by a maddening itch, like ten thousand ants crawling beneath his skin.

It was an agonizingly familiar sensation, one he had endured countless times in The Black Room.

Cyril lowered his gaze. The flush that had painted the tips of his ears had crept to the corners of his eyes. He stared down at her, his gaze radiating a predatory hunger, devoid of any gentleness.

Meanwhile, the intruders had crept from the sitting area into the bedroom. They seemed cautious, sweeping their flashlights around with deliberate care.

Vivienne had expected her vicious bite to make Cyril yelp, or at least force him to let go. But he didn't react at all.

What was going on?

What kind of sick game was this psycho playing now?

Confused, she tried to look up to see his face.

The moment she tilted her head, the hand over her mouth slid down, his fingers gripping her jaw to hold her in place. A heavy shadow descended, blocking out her remaining field of vision.

Even in the pitch black, she could feel his scorching, humid breath closing in on her lips.

Had Cyril completely lost his mind?

Did he have any idea what kind of situation they were in?!

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Three consecutive chimes. The system knew exactly what he was doing.

Vivienne was practically fuming.

"Boom—!"

Another violent crack of thunder shook the room. The gale-force winds smashed the four lakeside windows open simultaneously, sending the white drapes whipping wildly through the air like severed kites.

The sudden chaos startled them both, shifting them instantly into a defensive stance.

But in that moment, Cyril's eyes held no reflection of the suffocating, stormy night, nor the imminent danger lurking in the room. His entire world narrowed down to the red lips just inches away from his own.

He wanted to kiss her. He was desperate to know what it felt like.

Just this once. It was supposed to be a reward. Just once.

A glint of sheer madness flashed in his eyes. Ignoring his burning ears, he leaned in forcefully, his intent undeniable. But just before their noses brushed, his collar was fiercely yanked back.

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