My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 237

There lingered a tension–filled aura of ambiguity in the air. A hidden truth was about to burst out.

Xanthea’s cheeks were flushed, her heart pounding like thunder. She should have followed his suggestion, grabbed the script, and left.

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But whether it was a sudden lapse in judgment or a desire to confirm something, she impulsively stepped forward and grabbed his

hand.

“Orion, there’s just one last scene left. Shall we finish it today?”

Her delicate hand unexpectedly caught his fingers, as if clinging to something, making Orion frozen in place

He slowly turned his face towards her, his dark desires and intense possessiveness naked in his gaze

Xanthea shivered as she saw something in his eyes as if something had already been confirmed.

wasn’t enough.

her racing heart, she looked at him with flickering eyes and said calmly, “Let’s start”

in a desperate attempt to save Prescott. Xanthea was clueless about how to seduce

flushed embarrassingly red. She raised her trembling, delicate fingers to his suit jacket, hesitantly unbuttoning the

“Oh Onion”

need to even

how

eyes bloodshot, his gaze intensely affectionate,

brought this on yourself, little temptress.

overtaken by desire, Orion bent down to capture her soft lips, his intense kisses landing

out her name, not Phoenix’s, and that confirmed

it hard for her to breathe, his seductive whispers in her ear and the fierce kisses on her neck made her moan uncontrollably, her eyes becoming

“Orion.”

“Ding dong, ding–dong-

she moaned, a jarring doorbell and a familiar voice echoed, “Xan, are you home? Open up, it’s Uncle!”

Uncle?