My Beloved Has Risen from Death's Embrace novel Chapter 394

The ringtone of the phone cut through his heated advances, sending Xanthea into a shiver. This insatiable wolf, it seemed impossible to satisfy him no matter how much she fed him.

"Your phone's ringing!"

She quickly took out his phone and handed it over to him.

Orion glanced at the caller ID and let go of her to answer.

As he answered, Xanthea caught a glimpse of the name "Octavia" flashing on the screen.

A woman?

He picked up the phone and walked to the window.

What kind of call was this that he had to take it away from her?

"Alright," Orion said midway through the call, then turned to look at her, "Got it."

"?" Xanthea inquired, "What's wrong?"

"There's something at the company. I need to head out."

"Well then, hurry up and go, don't worry about me!"

"Xannie," Orion bent down and lightly kissed her forehead, "I'll pick you up after the script reading."

"Okay!"

Phew.

Finally managed to get him out the door. Xanthea immediately dove into her phone, searching for "cosplay" on a local shopping app. The screen flooded with options like "Leather Queen's Temptation," "Sexy Wildcat Lace Dress," "Naughty Bunny Girl".

Each design was bolder and more revealing than the last, making her heart race with fear.

She was usually covered herself up tightly, but Orion was like a starving wolf, ready to pounce at any moment. If she wore these, wouldn't she be devoured completely, not even leaving behind a trace? Should she forget about getting off the bed in that case?

No way, that was too dangerous!

"Absolutely, I'll go instruct the staff to prepare lunch!"

"Wait." Xanthea stopped her, "Don't mention any of this to Orion. I want it to be a surprise."

"Understood!"

As dusk fell, the housekeeper brought the delivery, and Xanthea couldn't wait to bring it to the bedroom to change.

In the grand mirror, a slender, perfect figure was adorned in a corset top, with black seductive laces wrapped around her waist, and a beautiful lace skirt that barely covered her thighs, the rest bound by black fishnet stockings. Handcuffs with checkered patterns matched the small leather whip, and a long chain hung loosely around her neck.

When she put on the last fluffy cat ear headband, Xanthea looked at herself in the mirror, her entire face flushed with embarrassment.

This was utterly embarrassing.

It was as if her intention to seduce him was written all over her face.

No, no, this won't do. If Orion saw her like this, he'd surely tear her to pieces!