My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

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Chapter 121 Back then, Cedric didn't understand why Orion was so enamored with Xanthea, utterly captivated by her.

Today, having witnessed their intimate, flirtatious exchanges, seemingly oblivious to the world around them, Cedric finally got it.

Although Cedric had been by Orion's side for years, he'd never seen Orion like this.

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With Xanthea, Orion seemed alive, vibrant and splendid, joking, feeling jealous, getting angry, and even doing sdomineering yet childish things. He truly behaved like a twenty-year-old young man hopelessly in love.

It was not like the usual decisive, fearschairman of Twin Towers, nor the cold, workaholic head of the Lockwood Group, who usually exuded a maturity and chill beyond his peers.

Xanthea brought out a side of Orion that seemed so unlike him, yet perhaps it was his most genuine and joyful self. So often, it seemed Orion couldn't control himself, falling deeper willingly, right? If only Xanthea didn't have someone she loved, if only there wasn't a Matthew.

Xanthea initially closed her eyes simply because she didn't want to see Orion.

But whether it was the comfort of the seat, or the pain in her arm slowly fading, as soon as her eyelids shut, a wave of exhaustion from being chased by fans and arguing with Orion overwhelmed her, swiftly carrying her into slumber.

Her even, soft breathing filled the car, and Orion, whose gaze had been fixed on a dense contract, finally shifted, resting openly on her.

Chapter 121 Stripped of the fierce demeanor she had earlier, Xanthea curled up in the seat with her small figure. The sleeping girl seemed incredibly sweet and docile, like a sleeping beauty from the fairytale, unrealistically perfect, irresistibly inviting one to touch, to disrupt.

Thinking so, he did exactly that.

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Orion leaned in slowly, inch by inch towards the sleeping girl, unbucklin He was like an addict, starved for days, who had finally found his poison, greedily lapping it up.

He thought, "Xan, Xan, I could have endured the darkness, had I never seen the light. But from the moment you smiled atfrom across the Nightshade family event, there was no clearing between us, only an endless entanglement, until death do us part." "Hmm."

In her sleep, anthea felt as if she were outdoors, stalked by a ravenous wolf, its eyes locked locked en her, ready to pounce and-tear her apart any second, which made her let out a small yelp. That sound, like a sudden alarm, jolted Orion who was so close to her.

Orion was about to pull away, but just then, Xanthea slipped directly into his arms. As if fearing she would fall, she e tightly clutched around his waist, her nose rubbing against his firm abs. She murmured discontentedly in her sleep, "Kitty, you're so hard today."

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