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.

then strode

speed, adjusting the parameters. She then took two steps back and snapped Zachary's

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

a loss

"No. There's no need."

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

blushed and subtly took

he headed straight to the kitchen. He took out a pot, filled it with water, and was about to place it on the stove when Lenora accidentally bumped into him. She was so

still spilled

okay?" Lenora asked, noticing a damp patch on his shirt that subtly revealed the contours of the muscles

it. I'll change my clothes

filled a fresh pot of water, switched the stove on, covered the pot, and set some

to change my

go with you," Lenora said, her camera at the

tracks, turned around, and gave her

barely covered her hips, revealing her smooth, fair

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

and

pulled a slightly longer shirt dress from her wardrobe and slipped

him

light. Right when he was about to undress after taking out a

as he was told. 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

fingers swiftly clicked the camera to capture every movement while adjusting the focal length.

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

heavier as he

lingering drops of water traced their way down his physique, slowly disappearing into

breath,

situation seemed to be spiraling

quickly gripped the

chest, smoothly removing his shirt. He tossed it aside with a flick of his arm, leaving himself half-naked as he bathed under the sunlight. Only

half, displaying his

strength, which starkly contrasted with his usual

suddenly feeling a bit

slender fingers hooked onto his genuine leather belt. He gazed at her with a half-smile and asked, "Do I need to take this

raised an eyebrow. "Are

his hand was already resting on the

and index

Next, he began unzipping.

trousers

looked around, and pointed to a corner. "Sit

and his head leaning against the wall. He tilted his chin up slightly while narrowing his eyes a bit. Under the sunlight, his eyes turned into a captivating