My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Maximus poured out his feelings of longing for the past five years to Phoenix, urging her to abandon her quest for revenge, leave Prescott, and return to Ignite Camp and back to his side. However, Phoenix would rather die than comply, even threatening that if he let her go, she would kill him herself.

The two had a fierce argument and parted on bad terms.

Phoenix remained locked in a dark, sunless cell until two days later, when Maximus once again pushed open the door-

With a sharp “click,” the hallway lights flickered back on, and Xanthea squinted against the harsh light to see the tall, handsome man standing in the doorway.

His expression was calm, his gaze dark, holding a food box in his hand.

“Phee, I heard from the servants that you haven’t eaten in two days.”

“It seems you’re still not getting it.”

Xanthea had thought that her current feelings toward him would make her easily lose focus. But, unexpectedly, with just a few words, he instantly drew her back into Realm of Illusions.

His demeanor, his tone, the oppressive air of superiority–was this not the cold–hearted, ruthless Maximums from Ignite Camp? Seeing him, Phoenix’s lips curled into a slight, mocking smile, and turned her head away, “If you’re here to persuade me again, I’d advise you not to waste your energy.

“No matter what, I will never rejoin Ignite Camp or continue to stand by you, unless you kill me.”

Though a top assassin by training, she had gone two days without food, her voice tinged with frailty, yet her stance remained unyielding.

Orion walked over slowly, eyeing her figure wrapped tightly in a tattered nightgown, like a beautiful but tormented siren, subjected to torture and humiliation yet still refusing to bow. A dark desire flickered through his eyes.

He slowly crouched down, lifting her chin.

But Phoenix jerked away, turning her face coldly, as if she couldn’t bear even to look at him.

“Heh-”

The man chuckled lowly, switching to stroke her hair.

“Phee, you know I could never kill you.

“You know I care for you, and you take advantage of that.

“What I love most is this defiant spirit in you, a crazed rebellion that seeps from your bones, stubbornly making one want to break your wings and see you kneel and beg.”

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Xanthea turned slightly to look at him.

His eyes were half–closed, holding a strand of her curly hair, he leaned down to deeply inhale, his face showing a rabid, obsessed longing that sent shivers down her spine.

Gosh! He’s playing a creep so well!

“Phee, do you know when I started liking you?

“I liked you from the first day at Ignite Camp, ha…

“You must think I’m sick, right? We were so young at that time. But you don’t know, you shone so brightly in the crowd.

“Your smile would light up the world, your tears made me want to kill anyone who upsets you, and those annoying pests always hovering around you were such an eyesore!

“Wretched pests daring to dream of the brilliant sun, did they deserve it? Make a guess, how do you think they died?“.

“Was it you?”

Phoenix caught the hint in his words, her brows furrowed, glaring at him with anger, “You killed them?!”

After so many years of close companionship, she had no idea he was capable of such malice, even capable of killing those brothers who had fought side by side with them!

“Why did you do that?”

“Because they deserved to die!”

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Orion suddenly opened his eyes wide, a sinister, jealous gleam that was chilling to behold.

For a moment, Xanthea was pulled out of the scene.

The jealousy in his eyes was too real, it felt less like acting and more like reality, he acted as if he was Maximus himself, who had been jealous of someone for decades, to the point of wanting them dead.