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?

was suddenly snapped back to reality

lines, why is he

with the role will make it easier for her to get into character?

snarling as he spoke, his hand that had stopped moving at her chest now resuming its advance, positioning to tear her

part of the script, this

“Maximus!”

his movements, “You

“Why?”

opposition infuriated him further, his tall silhouette looming

good about him? How is he better than me? Is he

what I offer? I guarantee that

was an unedited line from ‘Realm of Illusions. This part was removed from the actual play,

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

thoughts, Xanthea looked down to see him actually ripping her neckline,

beneath.

Illusions,” a jealous and enraged Maximus begins to roughly grope Phoenix, but the Phoenix in

know anything. There was no director to call “cut,” so wasn’t she going to let

“Orion, Orion.”

she quickly said, “Maximus, instead of humiliating me, you might as well kill me! If you don’t kill me, one day

“You will what?“.