My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

“You scared me to death. Orion, is that you?”

“When did you get back? How come I didn’t hear a thing?”

Xanthea patted her startled chest, exhaling a relieved breath, “What a coincidence, I finally managed to get a break from the film set, and here you are!”

“It’s only ten o’clock, still early. Can I come over to your place for some late–night snacks?”

“What are you holding? Do you have work tonight?”

It had been days since she last saw him, and upon seeing him, Xanthea chattered joyfully, only to notice after a while that the man in front of her had a dark, ominous look on his face, his presence chilling like eternal ice, sending a shiver down her spine.

“Orion, what’s wrong? Did something upset you?”

“So everyone can, but not me, is that it?”

Orion looked at her; his gaze was piercing and cold, reminiscent of the chilling sharpness when he first saw her body in that old crypt.

Xanthea was both puzzled and frightened by his stare, “What do you mean by ‘can‘ or ‘cannot‘? Orion, what are you talking about?”

However, he didn’t answer her, brushing past her with a chill that felt like a blade slicing through her cheek. As he was about to enter Room 3001, Xanthea grabbed his arm, “Hey, what do you mean by that?”

“Ms. Nightshade, as a fiancée, do you think it’s appropriate to have a secret rendezvous with another man In the middle of the night?” Orion turned around, his dark eyes suddenly bursting with a chilling intensity that seemed to devour her alive.

Xanthea was stunned by his shout, with a look of total bewilderment on her face.

Why was he calling her Ms. Nightshade again?

Wait, the main issue seems to be “secret rendezvous with a man in the middle of the night“?

The loud slam of the door startled Xanthea, and. She quickly realized what he meant–could it be Benjamin?

Did he think she brought Benjamin to Sunset Hills Estates for a secret rendezvous, and he caught them red–handed? This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

His thoughts are so vilel

“Bang, bang, bang!”

“Bang, bang, bany!”

Xarhea, frustrated, kept banging on the door of 3001, shouting, “Hey, Orion, come out and explain yourself! Who’s having a secret rendezvous in the middle of the night?”

“It was only ten o’clock, how is that considered the middle of the night?”

“And, Benjamin was just here to discuss the script with me, and you twisted it into an affair? Don’t you think you’re being a bit paranoid?”

Although, the way Benjamin touched her head before leaving was weird. Orion couldn’t have

misunderstood just because of that, could he?

“Orion, sometimes what you see isn’t always the truth. As a leader of a corporation, don’t you know that?” “Open the door, open the door right now!”

Behind the door, a man engulfed in jealousy and despair, his gaze distorted with madness, listened to her urgent cries. His knuckles turned white and creaked ominously on the door handle, yet he didn’t open the .door.

His jealousy was driving him insane, fearing that a moment of lost sanity might lead him to irreparably harm her.

“Fine, you won’t open the door, huh?”

Xanthea looked down, entering a series of numbers, “Luckily, I was prepared–having secretly memorized your password, otherwise I might have been wronged tonight.”

“Password is correct-”