Chaos Girl Rewrites the Script novel Chapter 780

"!"

Vivienne froze in shock and arched backward to escape, but Cyril cupped the back of her head, forced her lips open, and kissed her deep.

[Ding—]

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The notifications exploded in her mind like a system crash, wiping her brain completely blank.

Her body went limp as she fell back onto the mattress. Cyril, multi-tasking effortlessly, stacked a pillow beneath her head and used the elevated angle to pin her down, continuing the kiss.

A maddening tingle started on her tongue and spread like wildfire until her entire scalp felt numb. Only then did Vivienne snap back to reality.

"Mmph..."

Her legs, trapped in heavy braces, were completely useless. Vivienne could only push against him with her one good arm. But her strength was nothing against a predator fully unleashed. Whether she grabbed his ears or yanked his hair, Cyril remained entirely unfazed.

"Mmph... air... mmph..."

Cyril pulled back slightly, panting, and finally noticed Vivienne's face had turned purple.

The corners of his eyes were flushed red, but they sparkled with amusement. "You knew how to breathe underwater. Why did you forget how to do it now?"

"You!"

Furious, Vivienne swung a hand to scratch his face, but Cyril simply turned his head, catching her hand effortlessly, and swiped a thumb across his own slick lower lip.

"Remember to breathe."

This time, the kiss was tender.

He traced her lips first, taking his time, coaxing his way in inch by inch.

He kissed her with meticulous care, his strong nose brushing affectionately against her cheeks. He offered her no room to resist; the moment she tried to pull away, he adjusted the pillow and pulled her in for an even deeper kiss.

Outside the window, the climbing roses were in full bloom, the half-open wooden shutters swaying gently in the summer breeze.

The ornate crystal chandelier cast the reflection of their intertwined bodies against the walls. Her struggling hands were quickly trapped, fingers laced together with his, and pulled down into the pillows.

"Mr. Ravenshire? Are you looking for Cyril?"

Marissa's voice suddenly rang out from the courtyard below.

Vivienne froze, immediately locking eyes with Cyril.

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