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

against

jerk just pulled me in for another

sternly, "From now on, don't touch me for a

Colin looked pitiful.

away and heading for the

like a kicked puppy, Colin seemed to forget he was the relentless one moments ago.

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

at Colin.

daylight, what are you doing here?" Colin retorted, casually handing me a glass

I was

in trouble,"

me, paused, looking up at Bran. "Give me

"The international police found

at a

organization. They caught Ker and took her to their hideout. Before she died, she

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

illegal

novel.