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

didn’t you? Just when I thought

you push me to fall even harder! You wicked woman, I don’t think

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

words, Kallum also allowed a laugh to escape, his demeanor shedding any lingering gloom and regaining its usual vibrancy. “You won’t regret today, and I promise you

up from beneath him, replied with a playful edge, “Let’s just wait and see then.”

exit the car, they were met by a throng

butler as a carrier of the K Virus, necessitating his immediate isolation. However, the main focus at

infected, had bitten Kallum during an altercation. Now, outside the

was futile–too many had witnessed it. Furthermore, the stakes were

instance these reporters had dared to encroach upon the Fairchild Manor’s doorstep,

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the antibody injection while in the car

glanced at her, an amused chuckle

worried. Shall

hesitation, Calista took

intense scrutiny reminded him of his first press conference as Fairchild Group’s leader–his first public declaration of his new role as the youngest and most promising head of the group.

at this moment, their presence was crucial.

chance to capture the elusive

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