My Beloved Has Risen from Death's Embrace novel Chapter 236

Although Orion's touch was gentle, almost like a caress, having someone firmly grasp the most delicate and fragile part of her body still sent shivers down her spine, and she felt like her wrist could be broken at any moment.

"I don't want to hear his name."

"Maximus, what on earth are you doing!"

All the calm, indifferent composure Phoenix had maintained shattered the moment she saw Prescott. Panic started to set in.

"I've said it before, all the lowlifes coveting you must die, especially him."

His chilling voice echoed in Xanthea's ears, making her skin crawl. "Since you like him, I'll make his death a special one. How about I slowly slice off his flesh?"

Initially, Xanthea thought he was just playing the part of a creep, but after hearing his words, she began to fear that he might actually have a touch of madness hidden deep within him. Could there still be a remnant from his dark childhood?

Hearing his cruel words, a genuine fear arose in Phoenix's heart that he might actually kill Prescott in his rage.

"Please, don't kill him, Maximus. I'll do anything if you spare him."

She didn't realize that the more she pleaded for Prescott, the more infuriated and violent Maximus became.

"Alright then."

Orion's thin lips twisted into a cold smirk as he leaned into her alluring figure.

His hot, intense breath was just inches away from her sensitive ear, carrying a strong scent of masculinity that quickly caused Xanthea's cheeks to flush, spreading down to her neck. Her mouth went dry, and her heartbeat sped up, especially with her hands bound by him, hinting at an unspoken force.

Xanthea couldn't quite figure out what was happening to her.

In that moment, he wasn't Maximus; he was Orion, the man she had unwittingly fallen for.