Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 467

My hand flew to my mouth, a gesture of shock and a rare show of modesty these days.

Digging my nails into Colin's hand, I left three red trails across his skin...

Colin just chuckled, taking a sharp breath and pulling me closer.

"Get lost..." At that moment, I was too flustered and furious to care about anything else, my heart racing with indignation.

Colin, however, skillfully changed the subject, avoiding my questions.

"Phoebe... it's not over," he insisted, refusing to let go.

Angered, I bit down on his neck in frustration, simultaneously hitting and pushing him, scared of actually hurting him.

He probably took it as some twisted form of affection, continuing his advances with a smirk...

"Caleb, you're done for," I threatened, my anger heightened by his deliberate provocations, his voice taking on a mock-serious tone...

I kept biting him, trying to stay quiet despite the urge to scream.

All I could do was endure...

...

time passed before Caleb, the jerk, finally decided to

were shaking... I leaned against

just pulled me in for another

now on, don't touch me

Colin looked pitiful.

him away and heading for

the relentless one moments

straight as

glared at Colin.

what are you doing here?"

was really

trouble," Bran

peeling an apple for me, paused, looking up

"The international police found

at a

stirred up media attention online before infiltrating the organization. They caught Ker and took her to their hideout.

and sixteen young geniuses have been rescued, six of whom are foreigners. The rest have

"The hideout was involved in illegal organ transplants.

novel.