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?

completely drawn into his performance, was suddenly snapped back to reality by his out–of–place

reciting lines, why is he adding his

he think blending reality with the role will make it easier for her to get into

snarling as he spoke, his hand that had

script, this crossing of lines was supposed

“Maximus!”

indeed halted his

“Why?”

his tall silhouette looming over her, his halted

twist? That weak, good–for–nothing pretty boy? What’s so good about him? How is he better than me? Is he richer, from a better family, or

tried it? Why don’t you compare and see, taste what I offer?

Stop, stop. What I just showed you was an unedited line from ‘Realm of Illusions. This part was removed from

face crimson and heart pounding, listened as his words grew more outrageous, repeatedly trying to stop him, but he seemed

Xanthea looked down

beneath.

begins to roughly grope Phoenix, but the Phoenix in the novel, skilled in top assassin techniques, slaps

the Phoenix in the novel was a top–notch assassin, while the real–life Xanthea didn’t know anything. There was no director to call “cut,” so wasn’t she going to

“Orion, Orion.”

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

“You will what?“.