My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 50

Orion didn’t respond to her; he simply strode over to the pool table and with a smooth. stroke scattered the racked balls. Skillfully, he pocketed each one, his movements fluid and precise, playing so beautifully it was almost ridiculous. This prompted Sebastian to jump around, clapping enthusiastically.

“Amazing! Uncle Orion, you’re incredible!”

“Xan, are you convinced yet? Want to just give up?”

Xanthea watched him intently, a frown knitting her brows.

Ethan and Samuel were right; Orion was an enigma. Just when she thought he was a shy, blushing guy, he turned into a charming rogue after a few drinks. And just when she assumed he was a gentleman, he’d go and show off his superior pool skills, embarrassing her in front of the kid.

What kind of man was he, really?

As the last ball dropped into the pocket, Orion slowly put down his cue stick and looked at her. For a moment, Xanthea thought she saw a gleam of desire for praise in his eyes.

Could it be an illusion?

“Good enough?”

illusion. This was his of getting

way

way

good enough! Truly, Great Orion, I’ve never seen anyone play

sincerely, though Orion could detect a hint of exaggeration and prete in her

told you Uncle Orion is a pool wizard, and you

alright. Now it’s your

and though his shots weren’t as polished

“It seems so, huh?”

rubbed her chin thoughtfully, eyeing both him and Orion. “Since you’re both so confident, how about we raise the stakes? The winner gets to pick a punishment for the loser, who will have to

storm was brewing beneath the surface, a sign that the sly fox was about to

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you crazy? You’re definitely going to be the one punished. Are you setting.