My Beloved Has Risen from Death's Embrace novel Chapter 201

"Ah."

Xanthea was taken aback. Just as she was about to push him away, her hands were firmly pinned above her head, leaving her no room to move.

"W-what are you doing?"

The scene, the posture, it was all too reminiscent of that night at the Rlan Hotel, where he forcibly pinned her down when he was drunk, only now they were on the grassy field instead of a hotel bed.

Orion’s gaze fixed on her, his eyes swirling with a shadowy intensity as if harboring a storm, "Lately, Xan, you've been sneaking touches and boldly kissing me. Do you have some special feelings for me?"

"No, no! Of course not!"

Xanthea shook her head desperately, her amber eyes wide with innocence as she explained, "The touching thing, haven't I explained that already? The kiss just now was because my legs gave out, I accidentally bumped into you, it wasn't intentional at all!"

"Oh? Such a coincidence?"

"Yes, it's just a coincidence!"

Xanthea felt like crying.

She didn’t understand why these past few days he seemed determined not to let herself off the hook for being labeled as a female hooligan.

"Do you think I believe that?"

"You have to believe me!"

Xanthea fluttered her dewy, large eyes sincerely at him, "Can't you see how utterly vulnerable, innocent, and pure I am?"

He could see, she was trying to seduce him.

Orion narrowed his long eyes slightly, his gaze shifting from her delicate face down to her snowy, plump chest, "Vulnerable, yes, but not at all innocent."

Xanthea: "?" She had just come of age, wasn't she innocent? Wait, where was he looking?

She quickly lowered her head, only to realize the buttons on her chest had somehow come undone, revealing a scenery underneath, all of which was under his watchful eyes.

"Ah!!!"

"Orion, let me go! Let go now!"

Her face flushed a deep red in embarrassment in an instant, as she struggled desperately to free herself from himself. But the more she struggled, the darker the man's gaze became.

Orion’s gaze was fixed on that swaying white before him, with a hint of uncontrollable desire.

"Stop moving!"

If she kept moving, he couldn't guarantee what he might do next.

"Are you threatening me?"

Xanthea stopped, looking at him incredulously, and Orion's expression softened gradually. "After taking advantage of me so many times, Xan, don't you think it's time to give something back?"

Give something back? How?

Xanthea looked at his eyes, flickering with flames, and the slight movement of his Adam's apple, suddenly feeling a chill breeze blowing through her chest, sending shivers down her spine.

In the blink of an eye, a ridiculous and frightening thought crossed her mind, could he be wanting to touch her.

Impossible!

He must be mad!

But why was Orion's body pressing down inch by inch, his hand gripping her waist tighter and tighter?

"Orion, let me go!"