My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 220

Chapter 220

Try? To test his ability? But how?

“Ahl”

Xanthea’s imagination ran wild with alarming scenarios. She started flailing about in his arms, exclaiming, “Orion, I misspoke, I misspoke! You’re the best, absolutely the best!”

“Can you put me down, please? I’m scared.”

“No, let’s not ‘try“!”

“What? Why are you closing the door? You beast!”

Despite her struggles and pleas, Orion showed no mercy. He shut the door firmly, tossed her onto the plush bed, and began to undo his tie.

Xanthea watched as Orion started stripping, his presence felt overwhelmingly dominant, like a predator ready to pounce at any moment. She was so frightened that she propped herself up on the bed, her legs shuffling backward as she begged, “No, please no, Orion, I haven’t.”

As the man’s tall and imposing figure suddenly loomed over her, Xanthea turned her head away in despair and shut her eyes. Then, she felt her hands being tied?

Opening her eyes, she saw her hands bound to the bedpost with his tie, cushioned with a silk handkerchief as if to prevent the ropes from cutting into her skin.

“What are you doing?”

up at him, her eyes filled with indescribable

start the

Rehearsal?

left Xanthea

and “know if he’s good” and binding her hands all part

embarrassment, and she

else did you

anything but a

at the corner of Orion’s mouth as he walked over to the door and

sound of

move in her bound state, consumed by fear of the

for a rehearsal?

did you go? Come back quickly,

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12:24 m

With

a “click,” the

bright light, Xanthea saw Orion standing by the door, now dressed in a sharp black suit, looking more daunting

been five years. I

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