Chapter 291
“What does it have to do with you? Let go of mel
“It seems he’s nothing to you”
Behind her, the ghost’s laughter turned suddenly sharp and sinister, as if it angered, “Then just wait for him to save you.”
With that, he began to unbutton her shirt, which terrified Xanthea so much that her pupils dilated in fear as she shrieked and struggled with all her might against him.
“Y–you, please don’t be rash!”
“How much money do you want? Name your price, I can give you anything, just let me go!”
“I don’t want money, I only want Ms. Nightshade, forever and ever.”
“You sick freak!”
Xanthea lowered her head, ready to bite his arm, when she caught a familiar faint scent of pine wood mixed with the crisp smell of melting snow. Could it be?
Before she could process it, the man forcefully spun her around and pushed her against the wall, his lips fiercely claiming hers.
Her tender lips, soft as rose petals, were deeply kissed. When the mask of the ghoulish guardian of the Queen’s crown fell away, it revealed a sinkingly handsome face beneath.
Orion?!
Was it really him?!
In an instant, her beautiful amber eyes widened with shock, anger, grievance, and the shyness of his fierce and stormy kiss.
The man’s kiss was intense and possessive, like he had been holding back for ages and finally unleashed his desire. Xanthea, inexperienced, blushed heavily, almost breathless from the onslaught.
“Mmm, Ori
“Onion, let go.”
Her small fists pounded against his solid chest, and just as she was about to faint from lack of breath, Orion released her.
Xanthea’s lips glistened. She gasped for air, her eyes moist with tears, looking like a beautiful little fox that had been tormented.
Seeing this, Orion couldn’t help but kiss her again.
“Orion!”
She pushed him away, both embarrassed and annoyed. Before she could even start to reprimand him, she was captivated by the intense longing and fiery glow in his eyes.
“Xan, I can’t stand it anymore.”
“C-cant stand what?”
“I can’t keep being like this with you. I like you; I want you; I need to…
Before he could finish, Xanthea covered his mouth with her hand.
Although she already knew his feelings, hearing him voice them so passionately and openly made her heart race, her blood race, and every nerve in her body tingle with anticipation.
Orion took her hand from his mouth, his dark, deep eyes, like swirling vortices, locked onto hers as if they were pulling her in, “Xan, don’t you have anything to say to me? That night, I heard you call my name.”
She willingly took his hand and called him “Orion” in a sweet and alluring tone. Her expression was that of mesmerized affection, making him nearly ecstatic with happiness.
His Xan and her world, was finally beginning to welcome him, finally starting to hold a place for him.
He couldn’t hold back any longer, he wanted to ride the wave of success and make her completely his, forever and always.
Xanthea looked into his eyes, which burned with such intensity they seemed almost to consume her. Her red lips parted slightly. “Orion, Talso…”
