No Remarriage for us Stay Away by Livia Storm

Chapter 446 That Was Her Private Collection

Zachary chuckled. "So, you get to do whatever you want, huh?"

"Oh? You won't allow it?" Lenora raised an eyebrow.

Zachary leaned toward her, with one knee resting on the bed. "Let me see how the picture turned out."

Lenora's candid shot is remarkable! It's so much better than the ones from yesterday!

"Not bad, right?" She glanced at him, clearly waiting for his praise.

Zachary raised an eyebrow. "What if I wanted to use this picture in a magazine?"

"Absolutely not." Lenora rejected resolutely.

""Why not?"

Lenora put away her phone and said self-righteously, "You're featured in a business magazine, so this photo doesn't fit the theme. It would have been fine if it was for an entertainment magazine."

She does have a point. It's her private collection, after all.

Zachary buttoned up the top of his shirt.

Upon glancing at him, Lenora had a thought. She climbed out of bed and made a dash for the living room. "My phone's out of battery. I'm going to grab the charger."

Unaware of anything out of the ordinary, Zachary casually grabbed the tie hanging on the back of a chair and tied a Windsor knot.

"Zachary."

Zachary turned toward her at the sound of her voice.

Click.

Lenora was holding up the camera and pointing it at him.

In the photograph, Zachary was adjusting his tie, and he had a serious expression as he looked at the camera. His countenance was calm, and his eyes were resolute yet filled with gentleness. She couldn't help but drown in them. Lenora, the master photographer, had begun to work.

She hadn't even had time to change. She was still wearing an ultra-short slip dress that barely reached her thighs, her bare feet pressed against the floor. Her round, adorable big toe overlapped her second toe as she stood there, holding her camera with a serious expression.

"What other shots do you want to take?" Zachary asked helplessly.

"Do whatever you want. Just pretend I'm not here."

Lenora wanted to capture the image through candid photography.

strode toward

shutter speed, adjusting the parameters. She then took two steps back and snapped Zachary's full-body candid

he stepped into the bathroom, Zachar noticed she was still holding the camera. He couldn't help but laugh. "Are you planning

at a loss

"No. There's no need."

standing by the bathroom door, camera in hand, when she suddenly heard the sound of running water from

what was happening, she blushed and subtly took a few

with water, and was about to place it on the stove when Lenora accidentally bumped into him. She was so engrossed in adjusting some settings on her camera that she didn't see where she was

the pot firmly, but water still spilled

Lenora asked, noticing a damp patch on his shirt that

about it. I'll change my clothes

the stove on, covered the pot, and set some

to

you," Lenora said, her camera at the ready, itching to

turned around, and gave her a

nightgown barely covered her hips, revealing her

the only ones on this floor, what if someone happens to walk

and said, "Give me

a slightly longer shirt dress from her wardrobe and slipped it on.

that, she followed him

chose a spot with great natural light. Right when he was about to undress after taking out a new shirt from

His slender fingers grazed the collar, inch by inch, slowly loosening the tie. Yet, his eyes were fixed intently on the camera as if he were hooking the viewers in; the teasing was relentless. It was as if he were looking straight into Lenora's eyes through the lens. The sunlight draped over him, casting beautiful shadows on the wall. The

ears. Despite that, she didn't miss a beat. Her fingers swiftly clicked the camera to capture every movement while adjusting the focal length. "That's it. Keep

saying anything while looking at her with a half-smile and a raised eyebrow. Then, he proceeded to undo the buttons on his shirt one by one, his movements slow and graceful. He was trying

as he

and clearly defined abs were visible. A few lingering drops of water traced their

held her breath, rapidly clicking

be spiraling

quickly gripped the fabric

his shirt. He tossed it aside with a flick of his

displaying his

contrasted with his usual refined

suddenly feeling a bit

leather belt. He gazed at her with a

eyebrow.

was already resting

of his thumb and index finger,

Next, he began unzipping.

the black suit trousers hung

breath, looked around, and pointed to

chin up slightly while narrowing his eyes a bit. Under the sunlight, his eyes turned into