My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 227

“Orion, why didn’t you give me a call before dropping by?”

“Why?” Orion glared at her with a shadow of displeasure in his eyes. “Did I interrupt something important by coming unannounced?”

“No.”

Having encountered him unexpectedly last night at the elevator while saying goodbye to Benjamin, Xanthea immediately sensed the odd tone in his voice. Remembering how she and Benjamin were holding a coffee mug just as Orion walked in, she hastily waved her hands to explain.

“Benjamin and I were just discussing the script. Don’t get us wrong. It’s just your words could easily be misunderstood, don’t you know that?”

“Isn’t what I said true?”

Orion stepped closer, his tall frame imposing, which forced Xanthea to instinctively step back.

“It is true, but to those unaware.”

“Or is it that Xan wants to hide something?”

His eyes narrowed slightly, catching the guilty spark in Xanthea’s eyes. She immediately widened her eyes, trying to defend herself, “Who? Me? How can I want to hide anything?”

proximity disrupted her thoughts, filling her mind

what are you afraid

against the table and suddenly leaned in close, startling Xanthea so much that she knocked over the mug standing on the

a “crash,” the mug tumbled to the

Her mind was still in a haze, as she saw Orion bending down to pick up the

“Hey!”

his hand, “What are you doing? There’s broken glass everywhere.

she spoke, the man paused

her, his dark eyes sparkling with extreme

the broken mug, only that he might

mug is broken.”

new one. But

before almost saying “I’d be worried,”

“Alright.”

His eyes were full of

what happened last night. How he had tied her to the bed post, his body pressing down on hers, as he whispered sweet

heart pounded and her mouth went

was going on?