My Beloved Has Risen from Death's Embrace novel Chapter 311

"Sorry, I was being reckless."

"It's alright."

Under the desk, Xanthea heard their conversation, her eyes widening in disbelief.

No wonder he's a top-tier CEO—his lies are so convincing, calm and collected, that even Samuel looks a bit dumbfounded. If she wasn't here to see it for herself, she might have believed him too!

The space under the desk was cramped, and trying to keep still for so long was uncomfortable. Xanthea felt the need to move, but as soon as she shifted slightly, a sharp pain made her almost hiss in agony, so she quickly covered her mouth.

Orion caught the faint sound and quietly glanced towards the desk.

Her leg must be scraped.

Biting back the pain, Xanthea recalled the tumultuous afternoon she'd just endured.

Though Orion had been mindful of her condition and didn't go all the way, his tempestuous fervor alone was enough to leave her "battered."

During those moments, he was insanely rough, ignoring her pleas and cries, like a wild beast out of control.

And that was without going all the way. If it were to go further in the future...

She didn’t dare to imagine, just thinking about it made her feel her days might be numbered.

After all the words had been said, it was time for Samuel to leave. He caught sight of a glaring shoe print on the office door, a flush of embarrassment crossed his face. "The door. I'll have someone send over a new one."

Orion just replied, "No need. It was my delay that kept you waiting. The fault is mine, Mr. Nightshade."

Not only did he show no anger, but he took the blame himself, which surprised Samuel.

From their encounters, starting from the gem stone conference to now, Samuel had found Orion far from the ruthless tyrant the media portrayed. Instead, he was humble and gentle, embodying the essence of a true gentleman.

"By the way, the Simon West’s club you gave me for my birthday was exquisite. Thank you."

"As long as Mr. Nightshade likes it."