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 calculating 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 place 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 black 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 already come out to take pictures with their phone, and the look in Elijah’s eyes changed.
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 uncomfortably.
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 playfully, without saying a word. Esther was frightened by his gaze, and she glanced 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 eyelashes 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 clasped her hand, his gaze following her long lashes 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. Uncontrollably, his lips kissed toward her soft lips.
Esther’s eyes widened and a large 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 access easily and swept across her oral cavity with the soft tip of his tongue. As a result, her tongue was out of place wherever she placed 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 uncontrollable 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 accuse 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 accused, 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 minutes later, 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 uncomfortable.
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, come out!” Half an hour later, 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 relationship 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 place 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 slammed 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, and comfortably buried herself in the moderately warm water. Esther sighed comfortably. “Ugh! So comfortable!”
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 he come 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 she laid 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…