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.

a harmless joke that angered him this

“Wow!”

mouth with chubby hands, thinking how beautiful the scene looked with

a comic book scene, where a muscular wolf pounces on

she could cover his eyes, perhaps because their current position was somewhat indecent, even though this

she followed

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

I’m getting the

her face slightly, her smooth cheek brushing against his prominent nose. It was a tingling sensation, stirring the suppressed excitement inside him to roar back

as his voice

concentrate on the game, but the heat from his body

are you feeling

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Chapter 48

“Focus on the game.”