My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 221

He smirked devilishly. “Phee, from the day you stepped into Ignite Camp, I told you, you’d belong to me, Maximus. You’re mine alone, no matter where you flee to the ends of the earth of the depths of hell, I will chase you down.”

“Look, aren’t you right here in my grasp? So quiet, so obedient, I like it.”

He loosened his grip on her chin, his slender fingers gently tracing the elegant lines of her face, teasing and toying with her features.

Each touch sparked a tiny electric thrill across her face, stopping at her soft, rosy lips. His fingertips caressed them lightly, his eyes filled with obsession and fervor fixed on them, as if he was about to bite down fiercely.

No, it’s wrong. I can’t, I shouldn’t.

Xanthea restrained her pounding heart and flushed cheeks, turning her head shyly, “Because I am independent, free, and I will never belong to anyone.”

“Is that so?*

He sneered, his eyes suddenly blazing with jealous fury that startled Xanthea, “What about Matthew?!”

“Why are you with him? For thirty days, I set up traps to catch you, and I watched you move in and out with him, sharing meals and living spaces. I was driven mad with jealousy. I wanted to kill him!”

Huh?

been completely drawn into his performance, was suddenly

just reciting lines, why is he adding his

he think blending reality with the role will make it easier for

sure if she was into the character or not, but he clearly was, almost snarling as he spoke, his hand that had stopped moving at her chest now resuming

script, this crossing of lines was supposed to

“Maximus!”

shouted, and it indeed halted his movements,

“Why?”

and opposition infuriated him further, his tall

he adding his own twist? That weak, good–for–nothing pretty boy? What’s so good about him? How is he better than me? Is he

you compare and see, taste what I offer? I guarantee that once you’ve tried

from ‘Realm of Illusions. This part was removed from the actual play, and there are no action

his words grew more outrageous, repeatedly trying to stop him, but he seemed lost in his role, completely

Xanthea looked down to see him actually ripping her

beneath.

jealous and enraged Maximus begins to roughly grope Phoenix, but the Phoenix in the novel, skilled in top assassin techniques, slaps him hard

assassin, while the real–life Xanthea didn’t know anything. There was no director to call “cut,”

“Orion, Orion.”

name was futile. Remembering that he had stopped when she spoke the script lines directly, she quickly said, “Maximus, instead of humiliating me, you might as well kill me! If you don’t kill me, one day I will…”

“You will what?“.