My Beloved Has Risen from Death's Embrace novel Chapter 48

Xanthea drew close unintentionally, a faint, sweet scent of iris wafting into his nostrils, intoxicating like a potion, magnifying her stunning beauty before his eyes. The lingering thrill from moments ago surged anew, destabilizing his composure.

"I've got a tutor at home, I'll have her come up."

He set down his pool cue and turned to head downstairs, but Xanthea, arms crossed, teased him from behind, "Oh, it seems you can't handle it, Mr. Lockwood."

Her words stopped him in his tracks.

In the next instant, before Xanthea could react, he grasped her hand and firmly pinned her against the pool table. "Spread your fingers, arch the joints upwards slowly, thumb pushed up close to the index finger to secure the cue properly, so it won't slip."

His voice, deep and resonant, echoed in her ears. Xanthea was still lost in his fluid, assertive moves. She tried to move but found his strength overwhelming; her body felt incredibly warm, like being near a blazing fire.

Was it really just a harmless joke that angered him this much?

"Wow!"

Sebastian covered his mouth with chubby hands, thinking how beautiful the scene looked with his uncle holding Xanthea!

It was like a comic book scene, where a muscular wolf pounces on a fluffy, adorable fox.

Feeling his gaze, Xanthea blushed, half-wishing she could cover his eyes, perhaps because their current position was somewhat indecent, even though this was typical for teaching pool.

Gathering her scattered thoughts, she followed Orion's instructions. "Like this?"

"Yes, keep your left hand a palm and a half away from the tip of the cue, right hand maintaining the same distance."