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 him this

“Wow!”

chubby hands, thinking how beautiful the scene looked

scene, where a muscular wolf pounces on a fluffy,

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

she

away from the tip of the

I think I’m getting

nose.

intensely as

on the game, but the heat from his body was rising, scorching enough to

Lockwood, are you feeling

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Chapter 48

“Focus on the game.”