Orion watched her fled in panic, ta fierce glint flickering in his fiery eyes.
Someday, he would pin her down just like he had moments ago, and...
“Bang—”
At Room 3002. Xanthea burst into the room and slammed the door shut.
Her eyes were wide, legs shaking, her heated body slid down the cold door until she sat on the floor, her hands slowly reaching up to touch her burning cheeks. Why was she so hot? It felt like she was about to evaporate. Her heart was racing, and her breaths were erratic, the intense throbbing causing her chest to rise and fall with each breath.
What was happening to her? She had never felt this way before. Her mind and vision were filled with Orion’s image, impossible to shake off. Could she be falling for Orion?
“Ahhhh!”
“No, no, no!”
“It’s just too deep into the role, too deep into the role, it must be!”
“That’s Phoenix, not me, Phoenix, not me!”
“A cold shower, yes! A cold shower will cool me down!”
Xanthea dashed to the bathroom and turned on the cold shower.
At the Northern suburbs, Realm of Illusions film set.
“Phoenix and Maximus reunited, a single take, action!”
In the dimly lit dungeon, Xanthea’s hands and feet were tied to a crucifix. She heard heavy footsteps approaching.
She slowly raised her gaze, and upon seeing the actor opposite her, her mind automatically replaced his face with Orion’s.
In front of the camera, Kevin observed Xanthea’s reactions meticulously, his expression shifting from initial concern to surprise and appreciation. He even slapped his thigh in excitement but restrained himself to not disrupt her performance.
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