My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 110

Hadn’t she promised herself that the next time she saw Orion, she would definitely give him a piece of her mind? But when the time came, not only did Xanthea not give him any grief at all, she ended up shamelessly accepting a meal from him. Worse yet, she had even taken leftovers home! It was utterly spineless!

How could she face him next time and righteously criticize him the next time they met?

One thing was clear as a leader, Orion knew exactly how to win people over.

Staring at the gift box in her hand–which girl could resist a sweet cherry topped mousse cake?

Orica: “Ms. Nightshade, good night.”

Although Xanthea didn’t want to engage, there was an old saying that one should not bite the hand that feeds. Thus, before closing the door, she still managed to say, “Good night, sweet dreams!”

But that didn’t mean she had forgiven him! Or that she had, well, best to try the cake first!

just

hand on the doorknob, savoring her “sweet dreams” over

empty and silent, devoid of any of the

of delicate, sexy lace underwear embroidered with a cute Hello

wall, so close her most intimate piece of her clothing in his palm, yet

have her, to embrace her, to kiss her, to possess her completely and perhaps even to confine

close, he repeatedly lost control, Indulged himself again and again, until he was too

and the man’s face, which was slightly contorted by strong desire, as if the gentleman shedding his disguise

was awakened in the middle of the night by a phone call, “Hello, boss, it’s late, do you have any instructions?” “When is the launch event

of “Realm of Illusions,” “Boss, you’re not planning to attend Ms. Nightshade’s launch, are you? The trip to Highcliff for the Everhart family has already been scheduled for the day after tomorrow, and you have a very

“I’m just passing by.”

click off, Cedric

to see Ms. Nightshade, even if