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...

...

not sure how much time passed before Caleb, the jerk, finally decided to

shaking... I leaned against

pulled me in

lip, I whispered sternly, "From now on, don't touch

Colin looked pitiful.

him, pushing him away

was the relentless one moments ago. "Babe, you

sitting straight as an arrow, giving us a mournful look. Clearing my throat, I tried to explain, "The shower was

glared at Colin.

doing here?" Colin retorted, casually handing me a

respond to him, but I was really thirsty,

trouble," Bran said

for me, paused, looking

"The international police found

at

up media attention online before infiltrating the organization. They caught Ker

been rescued, six of whom are foreigners. The rest have

in illegal organ transplants. Wealthy clients would

novel.