My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 199

Today’s shoot was titled “Phoenix at the Races“, focusing on the nail–biting rivalry between two teams of jockeys and capturing Phoenix’s masterful strategies from an elevated platform. However, as Kevin admired the stunning scenery, he felt it was a shame not to showcase Phoenix’s grace. He turned to Xanthea with a proposal.

“Xan, I just got an idea. How about we add a scene where you ride out to greet the winning team? It’d highlight both Phoenix’s commanding presence and your leadership style, adding depth to your

character.”

“Uh,” Xanthea hesitated, meeting his expectant gaze, but eventually nodded, “Okay.”

She had learned horseback riding as a child but had fallen off once, nearly breaking a bone, which had since kept her away from horses.

But that was years ago, it should be fine; besides, the horses at the stables seemed gentle enough.

stepped into the stirrups and settled into the

three, two, one,

a balloon tied to a nearby fence burst with a

“Ah!!!”

Xanthea, flashing her back to the time when she was thrown off by a crazy horse as she was young. She gripped the reins tightly, her face drained

her, the film crew was in shock, shouting, “The horse is spooked! Clear the way! Everyone, move!” “Phoenix

panic, unaware of what to do, a tall figure swiftly mounted the Alpha Stallion, held the rein and chased after the frightened

“Ah!!”

erratic, tossing Xanthea about, her clothes in disarray, trees whirling past

off, strong arms suddenly wrapped around her from behind, pressing her shaky frame

the Orlov Trotter to

as though she had fallen into a