In the past three years, Hayden Crawford has been surrounded by many won, but he never laid a finger on them. At 32, he was already at an age full of vigor, and once the gates of desire opened, it beca overwhelming.
Axel Ashworth was still sitting next to him, but with a long lace tablecloth covering, Hayden reached down and grabbed her small foot.
Serena Sterling was teasing him out of frustration, not expecting him to seize her small foot directly.
His rough palm gently caressed the delicate ankle of her slender and exquisite foot, then placed her little foot like a treasure on his firm thigh.
Now, the two were sitting at an angle, with her small foot pulled over. This movent was quite difficult, but Serena, who practiced dance since childhood, could always split into a perfect line. This action might be hard for other girls, but for her, it was too easy.
He wasn’t afraid of being noticed; Serena was, so she quickly tried to pull her foot back.
However, Hayden moved, directly using his solid muscles to lock her small foot in his thigh.
This ti, his powerful force made her unable to move.
Their posture was extrely ambiguous.
Serena’s charming little face grew hotter, a circle of blush steaming over, looking very suspicious.
"Serena, are you hot?" At this mont, Axel Ashworth raised his head to ask.
Being noticed, Serena’s amber eyes guiltily dodged a bit, "Um, a little."
Seeing her guilty look, Hayden pulled his thin lips into a smile.
The most awkward person was lody Ashworth. She wanted to feed Hayden steak, but he completely ignored her, and now lody’s hand was sore.
lody was the most beautiful princess of Westria, pursued by countless n, but she fell in love with Hayden at first sight, devoting her entire heart to him.
But he rejected her again and again, which really frustrated her.
However, the more Hayden rejected her, the more she wanted to have this man.
"Mr. Crawford," lody pouted her red lips, sulking and acting coyly, "Open your mouth quickly, I want to feed you steak."
Hayden lifted his eyes to look at lody Ashworth.
At this mont, Serena exerted force, and her foot that was locked in his leg directly kicked forward, hitting his important part.
Hiss.
Hayden groaned muffledly; this ti, she really kicked him painfully.
She was quite vicious; she had turned so feisty in three years without seeing him.
"Mr. Crawford, are you alright?"
"Mr. Crawford, what’s wrong?"
Axel and lody both looked at Hayden with concern.
Hayden pressed his thin lips, restraining the pain from her kick, and responded calmly, "I’m fine."
At this mont, Serena forcefully reclaid her little foot, stood up, "I’ve finished eating, you all enjoy."
Serena turned and left.
Hayden watched Serena’s departing charming silhouette; she was wearing stiletto heels, twisting her serpentine waist as she walked, and her pretty hips swayed, exuding irresistible allure.
Tonight, he must get her onto his bed!
...
In the afternoon, Serena and Axel began their wedding photo session.
Serena wore a black camisole dress and strolled on the beach. At this ti, the sun was setting, and the golden sunset cast shimring reflections on the sea surface, dazzlingly beautiful.
The photographer held the cara, "Miss Sterling, look here."
Hayden stood not far away, with his hands in his pockets, the refreshing sea breeze blowing his black shirt, making it bulge, and the handso and upright him had already beco a picturesque scene.
Hayden’s gaze fell on Serena; she wasn’t wearing shoes, her bare small feet stepping into the shallow seawater. Facing the wind, her pristine black hair was ssily tangled on her stunning face, and she lowered her eyes and smiled. The photographer hurriedly snapped away.
Serena was naturally beautiful and had a great sense of the cara and fashion. Every casual smile of hers was a masterpiece satisfying these top photographers.
Hayden was watching Serena, and so was another person, President Alden of the resort hotel.
President Alden was amazed by Serena’s appearance at first sight, and now, watching her pose for photos, he seed incapable of moving his eyes.
On one side, lody had quickly taken out her phone. With a "click," she captured the mont President Alden was secretly and obsessively staring at Serena.
lody curled her lips. If she rembered correctly, President Alden’s family had a tigress, that wild woman would take a bite out of whoever she caught.
The day went too smoothly; there was a need for so thrilling excitent to spice it up.
lody quickly sent this photo out and just waited to watch the show.
The photographer finished taking Serena’s solo shots, "Miss Sterling, Mr. Ashworth, please co out so we can shoot the couple photos."
At this mont, Axel ca out, "I’m here."
"Mr. Ashworth, keep one hand on Miss Sterling’s waist and gently kiss her cheek," the photographer instructed.
Axel followed the photographer’s instructions, held Serena’s slender waist, and leaned his handso face towards her cheek.
But Axel didn’t actually kiss her. He curled his thin lips, "Princess of Alani, why do I feel a chill at my back? Is Mr. Crawford staring at ?"
Serena looked up, her amber eyes crossing Axel’s broad shoulders to see behind them, directly eting Hayden’s deep, narrow eyes.
Hayden was looking at her, also at Axel.
His hawk-like sharp eyes subtly glanced at Axel’s big hand on her slim waist, seemingly wanting to pierce through Axel’s hand.
As he saw Axel leaning in to kiss her slowly, Hayden’s dashing eyebrows furrowed into a "川" character, and his whole deanor turned so gloomy it seed like water could drip out.
No wonder Axel said his back felt chilly; at this mont, Hayden wanted him to disappear from the world.
Serena quickly withdrew her gaze and whispered, "Don’t mind him."
At this mont, lody walked to Hayden’s side and naively said, "Mr. Crawford, brother Axel and sister Serena really look loving, don’t they?"
Loving?
Hayden let out a cold snort; his narrow eyes were already covered with a layer of grim fierceness. He didn’t even spare a look at lody as he turned directly and left.
"Mr. Crawford, where are you going?" lody asked.
Hayden didn’t turn back, he walked to a secluded place, then took out his phone and dialed a number...
Serena and Axel had already set up, and the photographer was ready to shoot. At this mont, President Alden rushed over, sweating profusely, "I’m sorry, King of Nine Peaks, Princess of Alani, I just received a call from above, and orders were given that no photos can be taken here!"
User Comments
0 comments from readers