My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 247

Xanthea quickly showered and, clutching her clothes, ste

pped out as if guarding against a thief, keeping a wary eye on Isabella, Isabella, grinding her teeth in imitation, “Xanthea, I’m warning you–stop looking at me like that. I’m not a lesbian, nor am I a pervert!”

“You better not be.”

*Please, get over yourself. You think you’re a goddess to everyone? As if every man and woman is falling at your feet!”

Xanthea observed Isabella’s flustered attempts to clear her name; her behavior didn’t seem typical of her accusations, but the way Isabella had eyed her at the bathroom door was unmistakably lecherous. The last person who looked at her like that was Orion, and he definitely had less than proper intentions!

“Peeking at me while I shower, and you’re unapologetic?”

“H just happened to be passing by.”

“She got some beef with you or what?”

the amusement. Xanthea didn’t want to divulge more, merely responding with

the bossy type, looking down on

merely provoking her,

in, “What are you two whispering about over there? Are

suspicions, you should

now. But really, for a lady of the Nightshade Group, who is used to

only to

felt more like a slab of rough–cut lumber.

laughter upon seeing her reaction, thinking Xanthea was all talk but crumbled at

“Sleep tight, Princess!”

PM, lights out, and Olivia and Rachel also drifted to sleep. Meanwhile, Xanthea lay miserably on the uncomfortable bed. The odd,

had actually

torture! Her body was probably bruised all

two hours of trying to fall asleep, just as Xanthea was about to

Illusions aired on major streaming platforms, occupying headlines and pop–up banners, attracting all–nighters