My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

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Chapter 218 Xanthea carefully dried his hair, with a tenderness, that was almost maternal, but the man seated before. the mirror, his cheeks warmed under her touch.

Her delicate, soft hands continuously caressed and teased his hair, stimulating a sensitive area that had never been touched before, causing thrilling jolts to surge through his nerve endings, with electric. currents racing down to his lower abdomen.

He yearned for more than her touch in his hair.

"Orion, is the heat okay? Do you wantto turn it up?" "No need," he tightly closed his eyes to hide the burgeoning desire beneath, “Xan, it feels really good. Hearing his suddenly husky voice, Xanthea frowned.

Just a moment ago he didn't want his hair dried, and now he already showed signs of catching a cold! "You usually live alone, don't you know how to take care of yourself?" "Yeah." Yeah? Was there a hint of pride in his voice? "Why don't you...." Xanthea had just wanted to ask why he didn't go back and live at home, but then she remembered the early scandals surrounding the Lockwood family and the dark childhood when he was smeared and slandered by journalists.

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He probably didn't have any family left a long tago, right? Otherwise, he wouldn't be living alone all this time, and his uncle wouldn't have been competing with him. for the chairman position of the Lockwood Group.

Compassion halted her words. But in the end, she couldn't help but ask softly, “Orion, are those childhood stories about you in the news true?" At that, Orion abruptly opened his eyes.

-"You're a monster! No one raised you! Stay here until your father returns, then I might let you out!" -"If I could bear my own son, I would have killed you long ago!" -"Oh, so you fancy the Nightshade family's little princess, huh? And you even hid her photo. You're such a pervert at your age. Look at all these scars, do you think you deserve her?" "How dare you push me!" "Murderer, murderer! Teacher, Orion is a murderer, I don't want to sit with him!" -"He's a monster, with terrifying scars on his chest." "It's intrue." Orion's voice was calm, and Xanthea nodded, "Exactly. These days, unscrupulous gossip media just make things up. Why don't you sue them?" 1/3 Chapter 218 "No need. Xannie, do you believe those stories?" "Of course not! They're obviously fabrications at first glance.

"What if they aren't?" He cut her off, his dark eyes swirling with deep shadows.

Xanthea's hand, holding the hairdryer, froze.

If they weren't fabrications, then the scars on his chest were indeed from abuse, and he truly had a cruel and dark childhood as the news suggested, which would explain why he was so cold and distant now.

She would rather they were all fabrications.

Would she be scared if they were true? Would she want to run away from him? After all, no one wants to be close to a murderer.

Orion broke the heavy silence. "I'm kidding." "Orion, do you believe me? If I could go back to your childhood, I would definitely protect you!" She gently placed her hand on his shoulder. Orion's gloomy eyes suddenly lit up, nearly burning her reflection in the mirror.

Xannie, you have already protected me.

You've always been protecting, always been the purest angel, the most radiant deity.

"All done, it's dry now!" Xanthea turned off the hairdryer and tiptoed to put it away in the cabinet.

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Orion watched her slender and tantalizing waist, barely a handful, and it took all his strength not to pull her fiercely into his arms.

He wanted to hold her, kiss her, be with her.

As Xanthea turned around, she inadvertently caught his fierce m expression and was startled. She reached out to touch his head, but he dodged. "Orion, you're not getting sick again, are you?" "No, just a bit 'hungry." "Then let's go eat, wait a second!" Xanthea paused, looking up at the wall clock. The clock struck midnight, it was already a new day!

"Oh no, it's already midnight, and I haven't yet reviewed these acting techniques for romantic scenes Enr Benjamin showed me!" At the mention of "Benjamin," Orion's expression darkened.

1 don't have tfor a midnight snack now, I need to go back and practice right away. Orion, you eat slowly!" As she turned to leave, she was unexpectedly pulled back by the man, his firm grip pulling her into his "What are you doing?" 2/3 Chapter 218 She looked up at him, puzzled.

Orion gently held her waist, his eyes softening, "Romantic scenes?"

"Yeah, didn't I tell you? I was criticized by the director today for not performing well in the romanticm scenes, so Benjamin is helpingwith stechniques. I took lots of notes but haven't practiced them yet. If I don't practice, I might perform poorly tomorrow!" "If you don't perform well, will he keep teaching you?" "Uh, probably." Xanthea saw his lips tighten and felt inexplicably guilty.

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