My Beloved Has Risen from Death's Embrace novel Chapter 312

Orion had made such a mess just a moment ago; would Samuel notice?

"Aura Scent."

Orion walked leisurely toward the display cabinet and picked up a gold-tinted glass bottle. He gave it a gentle twirl, and in an instant, a cool, subtle, and uniquely smoky fragrance filled the room.

Xanthea closed her eyes, breathing in the scent in the air.

The top notes were fresh and elegant bergamot and orange blossom, the middle note was amberwood, and the base note, a lingering musk?!

He was really something.

"A perfume?"

The scent noticeably relaxed Sam, making him raise an eyebrow. "Nice fragrance. You've got quite the taste."

To choose the most delicate and elegant scents, and to select the most refined and rare companion.

"If you like it, Mr. Nightshade, it’s yours."

"You want to give it to me? I can't accept it for no reason."

"Consider it an apology for earlier."

"Well then, thank you."

Under the desk, listening to Samuel being once again tricked by Orion, and this time bribed as well, Xanthea was totally speechless.

"What's that?"

As Sam took the perfume, his gaze accidentally fell on a pinkish metallic chain on Orion's desk, and he got up to take a closer look.

"?!?"

Hearing his approaching footsteps, Xanthea panicked, thinking she'd been discovered. Her heart raced.

Just as she was frantically thinking of what to do if she was caught, Orion walked over and calmly sat down in the office chair.

Xanthea quickly shook her head. No! No, I don’t!

Samuel: "Xan has a little picket fence garden; a chain like this might actually look pretty as a decoration."

"Sorry," Orion said. "I'm afraid I can't give this to Mr. Nightshade. I need it to tie up a little fox at home."

"You have a pet fox, Mr. Lockwood?"

Sam was genuinely surprised when Orion nodded and described the fox based on the girl, "Fair, curly-haired, mischievous and delicate, absolutely beautiful."

Meeting his unabashedly metaphorical gaze, and knowing he was clearly using something to describe her, Xanthea thought: So that chain is for me?

"It sounds adorable, but isn't that chain a bit too rough for a delicate little fox?"

Samuel looked dubious. Had that poor little thing broken the commandment?

Orion's lips curled up slightly, "It used to be disobedient and tried to run away with someone else. Now it's well-behaved, so we won't need it, unless she likes it."