"Let go of me!"
Xanthea pushed him away forcefully and dashed to grab her phone.
But, no sooner had she moved than Orion caught her from behind, pulling her back into a tight embrace again.
"Xan, Xan."
Orion clung to her waist, closing his eyes as he fought the overwhelming desire, his hot lips kissing her hair incessantly.
"Baby, my baby."
The word "baby" made Xanthea's face burn red as if it was heated.
Even though she knew he was...
Could he not hold it back? Uncle was right at the door.
It seemed he had sensed her thoughts. Orion's voice was deep and husky, with a plea in his tone, "Give me a moment."
Xanthea blinked her innocent eyes, aware of what he needed a moment for.
"It's odd."
At the door of Room 3002, Oliver tried calling Xanthea again but couldn't get through. He muttered in confusion, "Didn't Ryan say Xan was at Sunset Hills Estates? Maybe she went back home on a whim?"
He hung up the phone. Just as he was about to call Samuel, "Ding—" the door of Room 3001 opened.
Oliver saw a well-dressed coming from inside. The man had a suspicious flush on his face, as if he had been interrupted in the midst of something pleasant, and looked quite displeased. Oliver was taken aback, "Chairman Lockwood? You live here too?"
"Mr. Lopez, are you looking for Ms. Nightshade?"
"Yes, yes!"
His voice was calm, but it barely masked the roughness underneath. It was clear that he had been immersed in something before being abruptly disturbed.
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