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.

it really just a harmless

“Wow!”

mouth with chubby hands, thinking how beautiful the scene looked with his uncle holding

like a comic book scene, where a muscular wolf

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

thoughts, she

and a half away from the tip of the cue,

this right? I think I’m getting

cheek brushing against his prominent nose. It

apple bobbed intensely as

but the heat from his

are you

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Chapter 48

“Focus on the game.”