My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 137

“Ms. Nightshade, have you forgotten?”

Orion noticed her silence and loosened his grip around her waist by an inch.

“Do you need me to put you down so you can recall properly?”

“No, no, no!” Xanthea squeaked immediately, wishing she could bite his neck off, yet obediently cooed, “I haven’t forgotten, O–Ori, Orl!”

Listening to her melodious voice, tinged with a hint of coquetry, Orion tightened his hold on her waist. “What’s this “Ori‘?”

That despicable man, that freak, she had to endure it all!

Xanthea’s hands, clasped behind his neck, silently balled into fists. “I like Ori. I like Ori!”

“Who likes Ori?”

Unable to bear it any longer, Xanthea opened her mouth to bite his neck. “Orion, this is too much!”

Just as her sharp teeth neared Orion’s neck, Orion moved his hand slightly, and Xanthea immediately withdrew her teeth. “Me, me, it’s me!”

it all together,

with anger, biting him was no

got out, she vowed

Ori, I like Ori, okay? Is that enough? Mr. Lockwood, are you satisfied

desolate valley, rebounding in

serene smile. “Hmm, Xan, I’m

take me out of here

teeth, her anger nearly grinding her teeth

“Of course.”

and Xanthea sighed a heavy sigh of relief, she suddenly felt him halt, her heart skipping a beat.

trick was he

grass on

Xanthea was puzzled.

that unscrupulous servant of the Marlowe family to see irises and

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trick, could it be he was in cahoots with

you loved