Her Vengeful Rebirth

Chapter 224 I Am Not Afraid

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His voice was deep and husky, his intens with piercing focus on her eyes.”

ning a

it wandered over her form, finally anchoring

Under his penetrating stare, Calista found herself trembling, yet she managed to maintain a steady voice. “I won’t, even if you were to take me now.”

Her words were nothing short of seduction.

Kallum responded by lowering his head and passionately capturing her lips with his own, his movements reflecting a fervor as if celebrating the last moments before an apocalypse. Even in this whirlwind of emotions that clouded his judgment, Kallum remained mindful not to cause her any pain. His lips worked over hers with an intense desire to consume, to fully integrate her into his very essence, yet he consciously restrained this primal urge. It was a constant struggle, a tug–of–war between raw instinct and disciplined restraint.

Their passionate exchange left their clothes slightly rumpled, and only then did they break away from their heated embrace.

Breathing heavily by her ear, Kallum’s voice was a cocktail of agony and ecstasy.

“You’re a wicked woman,” he declared, his tone tinged with sweetness yet edged with a rough, gritted delivery. for you couldn’t deepen

deliberately, didn’t you? Just

don’t think I could ever let you

exhaled a relieved sigh and let out a gentle chuckle. “What was meant

Kallum also allowed a laugh to escape, his demeanor shedding any lingering gloom and regaining its usual

herself up from beneath him, replied with a playful edge,

the Fairchild Manor. Before they could even exit the car, they were met by

carrier of the K Virus, necessitating his immediate isolation. However, the main focus at the moment was unmistakably on Kallum.

bitten Kallum during an altercation. Now, outside the Fairchild Manor’s

witnessed it. Furthermore, the stakes were incredibly high, as the spread of the K Virus posed

had dared to encroach upon the Fairchild Manor’s doorstep, resolved

Sat Jun

Am

we can claim that you received the antibody injection while in the car

an amused chuckle

worried. Shall we go together?”

took

by a barrage of flashing cameras. The intense scrutiny reminded him of his first press conference as Fairchild Group’s leader–his first public declaration of his

appearances, at this moment, their presence was crucial.

seizing this rare chance to capture the

slightly weakened yet still imposing, maintained his regal air. His profound violet eyes and the subtle curve of his lips projected an aura of dominance, as if he stood above all others. Now with his left hand bandaged and