My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 48

Xanthea drew close unintentionally, a faint, sweet scent of iris wafting into his nostrils, intoxicating like a potion, magnifying her stunning beauty before his eyes. The lingering thrill from moments ago surged anew, destabilizing his composure.

“I’ve got a tutor at home, I’ll have her come up.

He set down his pool cue and turned to head downstairs, but Xanthea, arms crossed, teased him from behind, “Oh, it seems you can’t handle it, Mr. Lockwood.”

Her words stopped him in his tracks.

In the next instant, before Xanthea could react, he grasped her hand and firmly pinned her against the pool table. “Spread your fingers, arch the joints upwards slowly, thumb pushed

close to the index finger to secure the cue properly, so it won’t slip.”

up

His voice, deep and resonant, echoed in her ears. Xanthea was still lost in his fluid, assertive moves. She tried to move but found his strength overwhelming; her body felt incredibly warm, like being near a blazing fire.

really just a harmless joke that angered

“Wow!”

thinking how beautiful the scene looked

was like a comic book scene, where a muscular wolf pounces

because their current position was somewhat indecent, even

scattered thoughts, she followed Orion’s instructions. “Like

a palm and a half away from the tip of the cue, right hand maintaining the

I think I’m

she turned her face slightly, her smooth cheek brushing against his prominent nose. It was a

intensely as his voice grew

but the heat from his body was rising,

Lockwood, are you feeling

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Chapter 48

“Focus on the game.”