My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 116

Chapter 116

“Don’t move!”

Orion grabbed her wrist and pulled out a first aid kit from the storage compartment.

“I told you, I don’t need your help!”

Xanthea’s injured arm was firmly in his grasp, leaving her no choice but to use her other hand to push him away. However, as their car passed through the toll booth, it suddenly braked, causing her to lurch forward into him.

“Oof”

The girl’s slender, soft body suddenly crashed into his arms, stirring a surge of excitement in the man’s heart.

Orion couldn’t help but wrap his arms around her.

A familiar scent of pine filled his nostrils, mingling with the powerful, chaotic beating of his heart and a warmth so intense it felt as if it could melt him, Flashes of him rescuing her from dark graves and icy waters flickered through Xanthea’s mind.

But in an instant, those scenes shifted to him ruthlessly eliminating her at an audition, and just moments ago, sarcastically mocking her for being deserving of stalkers‘ chase.

These fluctuating, unpredictable faces–which one was the real him?

Deceiving her feelings, making her trust him as the most special friend in her life besides her family, only to douse her with cold reality. Then, as if nothing had happened, showering her with sweet words, feigning concern as if his treatment depended solely on his mood, not right or wrong. Did he really see her as just a pet to play with?

With these thoughts in mind, she opened her mouth and fiercely into his well–defined collarbone.

Her soft, moist lips touched his skin. Orion’s body jolted as if electrified, his dark pupils momentarily scattered in sensation. He felt no pain from the bite, only tightening his arms around het, wanting to press her deeper into his embrace, deeper until he could embed her into his body

Xan…

With a retaliatory bite, Xanthea thought he would be furious, push her away, and reveal his true cruel nature.

held her down tighter and tighter, so much that she couldn’t breathe. While holding her tightly, he gently stroked her back, as if comforting an

“Cough, cough!”

despicable man, was he

beneath her with slightly closed eyes and a slight smile on his lips. His handsome face showed no sign of pain or anger, but rather a deep sense

Was she seeing things?

that

gaze tinged with a mischievous

tone sounded indulgent and pleased, devoid of any

face away, unwilling to pay

man made

wonder he had taken that heavy stone for her back then and hadn’t mentioned

angry anymore, I’ll remove the thorn. It might get

Fester?!

hearing this,

remain still, Orion’s lips curved slightly. He opened the first aid kit and pulled out small tweezers, iodine,

“Are you sure yo

you can do this?”

up, locking eyes with her

pulled out a first aid kit from the storage

I don’t need

firmly in his grasp, leaving her no choice but to use her other hand to push him away. However, as their car passed

“on”

arms, stirring a surge of

but wrap

scent of pine filled his nostrils, mingling with the powerful, chaotic beating of his heart and a warmth so intense it felt as if it could melt him. Flashes of him rescuing her from dark graves and icy waters

him ruthlessly eliminating her at an audition, and

fluctuating, unpredictable faces–which one was the

Then, as if nothing had happened, showering her

these thoughts in mind, she opened her mouth and fiercely

pupils momentarily scattered in sensation. He felt no pain from the bite, only tightening his arms around her, wanting