"Mmm, so sweet."
Her already vibrant lips were now stained with pink juice, and she unconsciously dragged her tongue across the corner of her mouth to catch a stray drop.
The unshakeable fortress of logic and restraint that someone was so incredibly proud of instantly shattered.
Cyril stood up abruptly, his eyes dark with violent suppression.
"Keep reading. I have some business to take care of in my room." Without waiting for her reaction, he spun on his heel and strode toward the master suite.
"Hey! Make me another glass of juice!" Vivienne called out after him.
The heavy thud of the solid wood door shutting was her only answer.
"..."
Vivienne stared in sheer disbelief. She grabbed a crumpled ball of paper and threw it at his door.
If that was how he acted with a 99% Palpitation rate, she didn't want the final 1% anyway!
*
Back in the pitch-black bedroom, Cyril still felt as if his blood were boiling. He turned off the heat, sat on the edge of the bed, and stared blankly into the darkness.
He rarely lost control like this. Logic dictated that this kind of emotional volatility was dangerous. For the things he needed to accomplish in the future, a weakness like this would be fatal.
He needed to crush it right now.
*
[Ding—]
[Warning, Treasure Plot, Palpitation Chapter: "Saving the Little Stray" rebounded. Completion rate decreased by 50%.]
Vivienne froze, looking up from the files to stare at the closed bedroom door in absolute shock.
What did she even do?
What the hell was Cyril doing in there?!
[Warning, Treasure Plot, Palpitation Chapter: "Saving the Little Stray" rebounded. Completion rate decreased by 20%.]


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