My Beloved Has Risen from Death's Embrace novel Chapter 392

"I never would've guessed the young master, who usually looks so aloof, would change so much when he's with the young mistress."

"With a beauty like the young mistress, isn't it only natural for the young master to lose his control?"

"Bang—"

The door slammed shut, followed by the sound of clothes being torn in a heated frenzy.

When Xanthea was thrown onto the large bed, her gaze was already hazy, devoid of any soberness, as beautiful as an enchanting and captivating world-class enchantress.

Orion's eyes blazed with desire as he ripped off his tie, his hands showing veins of passion. His gaze at her was slightly distorted due to extreme possessiveness, and when he pounced on her, it was as if he no longer recognized her, only a fierce and cruel predator.

Night fell, the moonlight hazy, and the evening breeze rustled the leaves outside the window, casting shadows over the intense entanglement and the broken pleas for mercy.

By morning, radiant sunlight pierced the clouds, bathing the splendid Xanthea Haven Estate in a soft glow.

The servants picked irises from the hills, filling every vase within the villa, while the fountain burst into life at the heart of the vast estate. Pearl birds with speckled wings sang from the branches, their songs mingling with the scent of flowers and the sound of water, drifting into the captivating bedroom.

Orion, propped on his arm, gazed tenderly at the beautiful girl sleeping beside him, unable to resist showering her cheeks with delicate kisses.

Yesterday, he thought Grandpa had said something to scare her, but he didn't expect.

His Xannie, always the angel in the world, precious enough to die for.

"Mmm."

"Stop it, Fluffy, stop licking."