My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

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Back then, Cedric didn’t understand why Orion was so enamored with Xanthea, utterly captivated by her.

Today, having witnessed their intimate, flirtatious exchanges, seemingly oblivious to the world around them, Cedric finally got it.

Although Cedric had been by Orion’s side for years, he’d never seen Orion like this.

With Xanthea, Orion seemed alive, vibrant and splendid, joking, feeling jealous, getting angry, and even doing some domineering yet childish things. He truly behaved like a twenty–year–old young man hopelessly in love.

It was not like the usual decisive, fearsome chairman of Twin Towers, nor the cold, workaholic head of the Lockwood Group, who usually exuded a maturity and chill beyond his peers.

Orion that seemed so unlike him, yet perhaps it was his most genuine and joyful self. So often, it seemed Orion couldn’t control himself, falling deeper

have someone she loved, if only there

her eyes simply because she

whether it was the comfort of the seat, or the pain in her arm slowly fading, as soon as her eyelids shut, a wave of exhaustion from being chased by fans and arguing

the car, and Orion, whose gaze had been fixed on a dense contract,

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curled up in the seat with her small figure. The sleeping girl

so, he

by inch towards the sleeping girl,

an addict, starved for days, who had finally