My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 146

In the grand hall of the mansion.

“Leo!”

Queenie rushed in from outside, breathless. Spotting Leonard emerging from the study but without Orion in sight, she urgently asked, “Where’s Ori? Where is he?”

“What do you need him for?”

Leonard sipped his red wine leisurely, a hiss escaping his lips in appreciation.

It was a vintage treasure indeed, rich and full–bodied from just a sip, intoxicatingly so. Earlier, Xanthea had downed a whole glass and was likely to be fast asleep shortly.

Leonard had hoped to use the wine to create an opportunity for Orion tonight, but it seemed his plan had backfired.

“I need to talk to him urgently, stop asking and just tell me!”

“He just stepped out, went down the west corridor to find Xan.”

could finish, Queenie

are you in such a rush

she finally spotted a tall,

“Ori.”

as she called out,

It wasn’t just him.

struggling but unable

kissing the girl wildly, with such ferocity it seemed he might consume her alive, losing all his usual aloofness and

seemed like a completely different person, crazed

the fox dress and covered her

the rumors were

Orion’s girlfriend. Yet, what broke Queenie’s heart wasn’t this realization but

had imagined that even if Orion had a girlfriend, it would just be a cold, arranged marriage, or a decorative vase set aside to appease the elders and

distant as him wouldn’t really fall in love, let alone

about someone.

kissing the girl in his arms, even if forcefully, he was drowning in it, indistinguishable from any man