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Chapter 34 Let Her Fly
Chapter 34 Let Her Fly
Sylvia's POV:
My heart was pounding. Rufus was staring at me helplessly. I didn't know if he was thinking about what I said. But going to the Royal Military School was my only way out. I had to fight for this opportunity.
I licked my chapped lips, took a deep breath, and looked at him. "You..."
Before I could finish my words, Rufus suddenly pulled me into his arms. My nose collided with his chest as his pleasant scent greeted me.
My breath caught in my throat, and my skin prickled with goosebumps.
My mind was racing a mile a minute as I wondered what I'd do next.
Rufus lowered his head, his hot breath blowing against my neck.
"Why do you want to go to the military school? Huh?" he whispered into my ear.
The hair on the nape of my neck stood up, and my body tingled. It felt as a soft feather was brushing against my ear.
"Say something," he said softly.
His low, magnetic voice was like a current surging through my body, making me tremble unconsciously.
The intimacy made me weak in the knees. I quickly pulled back, trying to keep a safe space between us. But he held my shoulders, stopping me from stepping back.
"I want to be stronger. I don't want to be a pushover anymore," I said, swallowing my emotions.
"The Royal Military School only trains elites. Every student is carefully selected from the packs." He stood up without taking his hands off my waist. "What makes you think you are qualified?" he asked, staring into my eyes.
His arrogant question felt like a long sword ramming into my heart.
My face turned pale as anger surged through my veins. I had thought Rufus would be different from others. But I didn't think he, too, would look down upon me. I was both dejected and depressed. His words broke my heart into a thousand pieces. I stepped back, trying to free myself from his hold, but he held me in place, making it impossible to move.
"Look, you can't even get rid of my control," Rufus said ruthlessly.
My anger and frustration were in sharp contrast with his calmness. He smirked at me as if I were a mouse, trying to escape from him--the cat himself. I summoned my strength and glared at him. My anger reached its peak as his words continued to ring in my ears. I tried to break free and even fought with him.
But Rufus always guessed my next move and effortlessly dodged my attacks. His close combat skills were perfect. Every time I thought I could defeat him, he would suppress me the next moment. I felt like a prey struggling to escape the hunter's net.
I tried my best, but Rufus pinned my hands behind my back and pressed me against the table. My heart sank as I realized how weak I was; I didn't stand a chance with Rufus.
"Do you realize where you stand? This is the difference between you and a military school student." I heard Rufus' calm voice from behind.
I wasn't willing to give up, so I tried wriggling out of his hold. However, my inability to fight back infuriated me. I didn't want to live like an ant all my life and let the bullies trample me.
"Do you still want to study there now?" Rufus asked again.
I remained silent because I knew Rufus would laugh at my answer. However, I've had enough; I wanted to work hard for myself and become stronger.
"Yes, I do. I realized how small and insignificant I am, and that's why I want to study. I don't..." The words choked up in my throat. I gulped and dropped my gaze to the floor. "I don't want to live on like this."
My voice was barely above a whisper, almost as if I was talking to myself. Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.
Just when I felt hopeless, Rufus let go of me. I turned to look at him in surprise. He was staring at me tenderly, his lips curled up in awe.
"Sylvia Todd, I allow you to study in Royal Military School."