Chapter 552 Wedding Photo


    Esther swallowed hard and when looking into Elijah''s somewhat passionate eyes, Esther wanted to


    avoid them, but unfortunately… Her smile was a bit tangled, holding back the urge to vomit, Esther


    walked over, took Elijah''s arm affectionately, and said fondly, "Honey, I''m wrong, don''t be mad, okay?"


    Elijah looked at her again for a few seconds, with no intention of taking the money out, but his eyes


    never left Esther''s delicate face, even with a calcting shrewdness.


    Esther swallowed again. "Great Elijah, can you pay the bill? I really don''t have any money!"


    Facing such a man, how many chances of survival did Esther actually have? And in the next second,


    an unfathomable smile appeared on Elijah''s cheeks. "Since you know you''re wrong, you should know


    what to do now, right?"


    With that, he lifted his chin, and his intention was obvious. He wanted her to kiss him.


    Esther, however, fell into a trance and her face flushed, cursing the damned lecherous man in her


    mind. Taking advantage, he was taking advantage of her.


    But she still stood on tiptoe and gave him a quick kiss on his chin, but in the next second, Elijah''s


    reaction left everyone''s jaws dropping.


    Suddenly, he cupped her chin and kissed her sweet lips without hesitation. The other hand even


    irresistibly held her head while, to her consternation, his deft tongue effortlessly pried open her teeth


    and dived into her oral cavity.


    This bold kiss just took ce in an Italian restaurant, in full view of many waiters and diners.


    Then, Elijah let her go as if nothing had happened. He took out his card and handed it to the waitress.


    It all happened so fast, so quickly that Esther thought she was dreaming. But when she heard the


    huffing and puffing around her, she realized she had actually been kissed by him in public.


    "You pervert!" Esther stomped her foot and violently pushed him away. Her face wore the obvious


    overwhelming shock at the French kiss she had just given. What a damn French kiss! She seemed to


    taste the strong coffee in his mouth, and it tasted so damn good. Esther wiped her mouth with the back


    of her hand, blushed, and ran off at a fast pace.


    Elijah gave a wink and immediately a man in ck went to the counter to get his card while he went


    after Esther.


    "My goodness! Isn''t that Elijah?"


    "I''m right, it''s him, the president of Perry Group. He''s not gay, so what the newspaper reports say is


    true, that woman is his. Oh my God, I should have filmed it just now!"


    "..."


    Esther cursed Elijah as she ran, "Damn, pervert, pervert, pervert! Damn Ethel, damn Elijah! I''ll never


    come out to dine with the men again. Damn it, damn it!"


    Elijah caught up with her in stride, and hearing her curses, he pulled her back.


    "Ah ––" Esther screamed in shock. "Let go of me!"


    But Elijah wrapped her intimately in his arms, and his powerful strength made it difficult for her to break


    free from him. "Darling, let''s go home!"


    "Who is your darling?" Esther was in a daze.


    Somebody in the restaurant had alreadye out to take pictures with their phone, and the look in


    Elijah''s eyes changed.


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    He leaned close to her ear and said at a volume that only he and she could hear, "Shut your mouth and


    if you don''t want me to kiss you, behave yourself!"


    Sure enough, his threat worked. Esther was still angry when they got into the car, while her stomach


    bulged from eating so much that she sat ufortably.


    Elijah''s sudden approach made Esther yelp in fright. "What are you doing?"


    And he just got on top of her, pulled the seat belt, and helped her put it on.


    She sighed with relief, unable to conceal the pounding in her heart.


    He turned his head and looked at her yfully, without saying a word. Esther was frightened by his


    gaze, and she nced cautiously toward him, not daring to meet his eyes as she was afraid of his


    frightening hawk-like eyes.


    She was nervous inside, he had been away for a week, and she had been free all that week. But now


    he was suddenly back, was he trying to drag her home? Ugh! Damn it, it was just an apartment, how


    could it be her home, she had been homeless for a long time!


    Her mood was suddenly a little gloomy, a little lost, like a homeless child. She turned her head to look


    out the car window as the car slowly drove down the road, and he didn''t say anything too.


    However, instead of going home, they went to a studio.


    Esther was stunned and a little confused, "What are we doing here?"


    "Take pictures!" He spat out these two words in a deep voice.


    "What kind of pictures?" She looked at him with wide eyes, and she saw his hawk-like eyes hovering


    over her face. She bit her lip unconsciously, her eyshes dropping. She dared not look at him, but still


    said reluctantly, "Then I''ll get off and leave on my own by bus!"


    When she was about to leave, he sped her hand, his gaze following her longshes down to her


    rosy and tender lips. Her lips, delicate and luscious, and he wasn''t content to taste it in the restaurant


    he had just been in.


    Elijah''s brain seemed to be engorged with blood. They hadn''t seen each other for a week, and he


    actually missed this woman very much in his heart. Uncontrobly, his lips kissed toward her soft lips.


    Esther''s eyes widened and arge gulp of gas couldn''t help but rush out, but he had sealed the way


    out, and only her chest was heaving hard.


    Her chest felt like it was about to burst. She couldn''t—


    She felt like her heart was going to jump out of her chest.


    She was desperate to open her mouth to breathe, but that in turn allowed him to ess easily and


    swept across her oral cavity with the soft tip of his tongue. As a result, her tongue was out of ce


    wherever she ced it.


    Then he withdrew it and helped suck her tongue into his mouth…


    Esther''s head seemed to be knocked into a daze, and her whole body followed the softness. His kiss


    was gently mixed with dominance, sometimes rude, sometimes gentle, making her heart flutter with it,


    and she even forgot to push him away.


    Elijah sucked gently on her lips, kissing her delicately with an uncontroble miss. Having not seen her


    for a week, he found himself really missing her. Her soft lips, like the petals of a blooming flower,


    fluttered softly with his kisses.


    Finally, he let go of her lips. She stared at him with two watery eyes, her heart felt like it was about to


    bungee jump, her face pale and flushed. What she met was still a pair of deep eyes.


    "You, you––" She snapped back to her senses but didn''t know how to use him. She just put on a


    chagrined expression and felt a little aggrieved—how could she forget to resist him?


    Esther clenched her fist in chagrin. In a moment, a surge of grievance welled up in her heart. Her nose


    was sore, and tears rolled down from her eyes.


    "Babe..." He was taken aback, looking at her sudden outpouring of tears, his thick eyebrows furrowed.


    "What are you crying about?"


    He helped her wipe her tears with his fingers, but she, who was whimpering a moment ago, suddenly


    burst into loud sobs.


    "Who told you to kiss me, I don''t want you to kiss me. I hate you!" Esther whimpered, covering her eyes


    with her hands and choking miserably.


    "If you keep crying, I''ll kiss you again!" He threatened without good grace.


    "Elijah, I hate you, you''re a pervert!" She used, lifting her tear-blurred face and choking up as her


    tears rolled down even harder.


    He sighed and got out of the car. He walked around the car to her seat, opened the door, and pulled


    her straight out of the car.


    "What do you want to do?" It seemed that when she met him, she often asked the same question.


    "Take a picture!" He dragged her into the studio and then said to the attendant inside, "Take a photo of


    us!"


    "I don''t want to take pictures!" Esther didn''t know what he meant and why he wanted to take pictures.


    But then he threatened her. "If you dare not to take it, I can''t guarantee what I will do!"


    Therefore, Esther yielded to Elijah''s threat and took a picture with him.


    "Miss, please smile!" The photographer coaxed.


    "Smile!" Elijah''s grip on her waist tightened, and then Esther unnaturally curled the corner of her mouth.


    At least, she had smiled.


    The photographer was very cooperative in capturing that moment. Two of them were very close to each


    other, and the resulting photos looked pretty good.


    A few minutester, the photographer printed out ten copies of the photos following Elijah''s instruction.


    Esther looked at the photo in her hands, which showed her with a forced smile and tear stains on her


    face, while his face had an unfathomable expression, but he also hooked the corners of his mouth


    slightly. Damn perverted man, he was actually so good-looking.


    "What''s the point of taking these pictures?" She asked again.


    "Wedding photos!" He spat out these two words, causing Esther to nearly faint in shock.


    Esther was exasperated, really exasperated.


    As soon as they got back to the apartment, Esther locked herself in the bathroom while she sat on the


    toilet and heard him call someone else. He seemed to be inviting someone over to pick up the photos,


    and she wondered what he was going to do. Nevertheless, when these photos were described by him


    as wedding photos, she felt ufortable.


    An inexplicable surge of anger erupted in her. He had the key to her room and she didn''t want to go


    back, it wasn''t safe there, so she simply locked herself in the bathroom.


    "Babe,e out!" Half an hourter, Elijah knocked on the door.


    "I''m not Babe!" Esther shouted, "Elijah, don''t be flirting with me!"


    He called her "Babe" made her feel like he was flirting with her as if she had an ambiguous rtionship


    with him.


    "Babe Price! Come out!" His voice became even deeper.


    "I''m not Babe Price!" She shouted in denial. "Elijah, I hate you!"


    "I need to use the bathroom!"


    "I don''t care!" She yelled at him. "Go back to your house, this ce has been rented to me, you should


    leave now!"


    He sighed from outside. "Feel free to stay inside!"


    After he said these words, Esther heard a loud bang outside and the door was mmed shut.


    She carefully opened the door, showing a small crack, and looked out; no one was there. When she


    looked out again, there was still no one. He was gone!


    She blinked in disbelief, but it seemed to be true!


    "Hooray! The bad guy is finally gone!" She immediately jumped up, but the jump made her feel so sick


    in her stomach, "What a sin, I ate too much!"


    ''''Just take a bath, I heard that baths can be physically exhausting,'''' she thought to herself, then filled


    the tub, stripped off her clothes, got into the tub, andfortably buried herself in the moderately warm


    water. Esther sighedfortably. "Ugh! Sofortable!"


    But just as she was bathing, the door handle of the bathroom was turned, and Esther screamed in fear.


    "Ah! Pervert––"


    She was so scared that she dipped herself into water. What she saw in the doorway was Elijah, who


    was all wet and his hair still dripped. With a white bath towel around his waist, he leaned so casually


    against the door. His eyes flickered as he looked deep into her who was in the tub.


    "You, you……" Esther was lost for words. How did hee back, and he looked like he had obviously


    taken a shower, but there was only one bathroom in this room, where did he take a shower? Could it be


    the neighbors?


    He just stood in the doorway of the bathroom and casually stared at her, his eyes fixed on her indistinct


    body in the water.


    And sheid in the water and saw him in a pair of slippers, his pair of leg bones jutting out, robust and


    large. Moving her gaze slightly upward, it was his hairy leg and what under the white bath towel around


    her waist tickled her fancy, while the tangled chest…