"I never would've guessed the young master, who usually looks so aloof, would change so much when he's with the young mistress."
"With a beauty like the young mistress, isn't it only natural for the young master to lose his control?"
"Bangâ"
The door slammed shut, followed by the sound of clothes being torn in a heated frenzy.
When Xanthea was thrown onto the large bed, her gaze was already hazy, devoid of any soberness, as beautiful as an enchanting and captivating world-class enchantress.
Orion's eyes blazed with desire as he ripped off his tie, his hands showing veins of passion. His gaze at her was slightly distorted due to extreme possessiveness, and when he pounced on her, it was as if he no longer recognized her, only a fierce and cruel predator.
Night fell, the moonlight hazy, and the evening breeze rustled the leaves outside the window, casting shadows over the intense entanglement and the broken pleas for mercy.
By morning, radiant sunlight pierced the clouds, bathing the splendid Xanthea Haven Estate in a soft glow.
The servants picked irises from the hills, filling every vase within the villa, while the fountain burst into life at the heart of the vast estate. Pearl birds with speckled wings sang from the branches, their songs mingling with the scent of flowers and the sound of water, drifting into the captivating bedroom.
Orion, propped on his arm, gazed tenderly at the beautiful girl sleeping beside him, unable to resist showering her cheeks with delicate kisses.
Yesterday, he thought Grandpa had said something to scare her, but he didn't expect.
His Xannie, always the angel in the world, precious enough to die for.
"Mmm."
"Stop it, Fluffy, stop licking."
Half-awake, Xanthea felt as if her uncle's fluffy pet had sneaked into her room, enthusiastically licking her face.
She furrowed her brows, unhappily opened her eyes, and then suddenly woke up when she saw a stunning and breathtakingly beautiful face.
Orion?!
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ï¤Chapter 782 He was no soft and cute Fluffy, he was clearly a big bad wolf in sheep's clothing!
Obviously, they had satisfied each other the night before, but last night, he was like a ravenous wolf who hadn't eaten for days, making her unable to live or die all night long. In the end, she was even knocked unconscious. It was downright barbaric!
"Fluffy? Who's that?"
Orion kissed her fluttering eyelashes and, with a deep, magnetic voice full of mischief, asked.
Seeing his satisfied and contented look, while she felt like she could fall apart with a mere touch, Xanthea couldn't contain her anger. She bit down on his pec, "You jerk!"
She had been so sorry for her and concerned yesterday because of what her grandfather said, actively preparing a surprise for him, and what did he do? He simply took her without any reservations, almost costing her half her life!
"Heh." Orion chuckled, caressing her soft curls. "Xannie's so energetic, tempting her hubby the moment she wakes up. Then let's go another round."
"?!"
When Xanthea heard "do it again," her eyes widened in shock, her voice hoarse as she yelled, "Orion, are you human?"
"Another round, after all that last night. Are you not afraid of exhausting yourself to death?"
"Don't be afraid." Orion cupped her chin, his gaze fixated on her tender, rosy lips. "To die under the beauty of a peony, even as a ghost, would be blissful. Besides I've always been holding back."