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Chapter 1314
Chapter 1314:
Rupert leaned closer and murmured something in her ear. Annabel blushed instantly and pressed her hands to his chest, trying to push him away.
To her surprise, Rupert only tightened his hold and guided her back until she was against the table.
“You may state any additional requirements. I’ll do my best to satisfy you p>
“Shut up,” Annabel mumbled, burying her burning face against him.
“Why?” Rupert replied innocently. “You’re the one who asked me p>
After a brief pause, he deliberately lowered his voice again. “I promise you’ll be satisfied p>
Too embarrassed to answer, Annabel hid her flushed face. It always happened like this—whenever she tried to tease him, he turned the tables with ease. Rupert looked cold and serious, but he was far more devious than he appeared.
“Stop it. Let’s eat.” Annabel gave up and patted his arm, signaling him to let her go.
Rupert did the exact opposite. He held her tighter.
“What are you doing?” Annabel raised her brows and stared at him, trying to figure out what he was plotting.
In the next instant, Rupert’s lips captured hers. The kiss was unhurried, but dangerously intense.
He simply couldn’t stop loving her.
Startled by his sudden fervor, Annabel tried to retreat, but his arm locked around her, keeping her close.
“Rupert p>
Breathless, Annabel let out a soft, shaky sound. Rupert only continued, kissing from her cheek down to her neck.
He nipped at her delicate skin, and Annabel let out a soft cry. The sting made her frown.
“Rupert p>
She shoved him away with all her strength, and he scowled.
Rupert suddenly seized her wrist, his gaze locking onto hers.
“Rupert, what’s wrong with you?” Annabel asked, unease creeping into her chest. Something about him felt off.
Rupert shook his head, as if dissatisfied with himself. His brows drew together.
“Let’s eat first,” he said in a low voice.
In silence, Annabel studied him before moving to the other side of the table.
She was about to speak again when she noticed his eyes.
They were bloodshot, and the way he looked at her was frightening—so intense it felt deadly.
A sudden unease washed over Annabel. She stared at Rupert for a moment and reached for him, but her hand halted in midair.
“Rupert, what’s the matter? Do you feel unwell? Are you in pain anywhere p>
Inside Rupert’s mind, something seemed to be screaming. His vision blurred, and the only thing he could see clearly was Annabel.
But the Annabel in front of him…