NovelFastSylvia froze for a second, then started struggling with all her strength.
But Rupert had her pinned down with just one hand. With the other, he calmly took a drag from his cigarette, like
he had all the tin the world.
Sylvia was furious. "Are you insane or something?"
Rupert ignored her, his gaze icy as he turned to look at Pretty Boy by the door.
"Get out."
Pretty Boy scoffed, crossing his arms. "On what grounds? | was invited here by the lady herself—she hasn't even
said anything yet. Ever heard of fair competition?"
Sylvia nodded, acting like she was about to get up, but the moment she stood, Rupert pulled her right back into
his arms.
His hand pressed firmly against her waist, the heat from his palm burning through her clothes. She tried to
wriggle free, but Rupert's dark eyes locked on hers, and his long fingers traced the hem of her shirt, brushing her
bare skin-whether by accident or on purpose, she couldn't tell.
A shiver ran down Sylvia's spine.
Rupert leaned in, his lips brushing her ear as he whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear, "I don't
mind a little competition."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSylvia bit down on her lip, determined not to make a sound.
Rupert glanced up at Orson, who was standing near the entrance. Orson
straightened, put on his most serious face, and strode in, grabbing Pretty Boy by the back of the neck.
"Alright, let's go for a little walk."
Pretty Boy stiffened, wincing in pain, but still managed to nod. "Fine, fine, I'm leaving."
As he shuffled out with Orson, Sylvia glanced at her phone-98% complete.
So close. Just a little bit more and she'd have it.
Ignoring Rupert's grip, she gritted her teeth and tried to get up again.
"Don't you dare leave!" Sylvia glared at Rupert, her voice trembling with anger. "You have no right to control
me!"
Orson froze, unsure what to do, and looked at Rupert for guidance.
In the dim light, Rupert stepped in front of Sylvia, his tall frblocking out the glow above. The shadows made
his features even sharper, his hair catching the light as his eyes grew darker, emotions churning just below the
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As he moved toward her, Sylvia instinctively backed away, clutching her phone behind her.
But she was too slow-Rupert grabbed her arm and yanked her forward.
Her phone slipped from her hand and hit the floor with a loud smack. The screen lit up, showing the progress bar
frozen at 99%.
Pretty Boy suddenly caught on, panic flashing across his face. He fumbled for his own phone, ignoring the ache
in his neck.
He shot Sylvia a venomous look and jabbed at his screen. "You sneaky witch! You setup!"
As he cursed, the progress bar faded and stalled.
Sylvia's face went white. She'd been so close!
Desperate, she lunged at Pretty Boy, reaching for his phone.
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