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...

...

much time passed before Caleb, the jerk, finally decided to let me

leaned against the

jerk just pulled me

"From now on, don't touch me

Colin looked pitiful.

him, pushing him away and heading for

a kicked puppy, Colin seemed to forget he was the relentless

just stepped out of the living room when I saw Bran, sitting straight as an arrow, giving us a mournful look. Clearing my

glared at Colin.

you doing here?"

I was really thirsty, so I

in trouble," Bran

paused, looking

"The international police found

at a

attention online before infiltrating the organization. They caught Ker and took her to their hideout. Before she died, she sent her location to the police. The hideout

whom are foreigners.

continued, "The hideout was involved in illegal organ transplants. Wealthy

novel.