Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

Chapter 78

The inn had photographers specifically for tourists, charging ten euros per photo.

Thalia found a photographer to help them. “Would you mind terribly using our camera instead?”

The photographer took the camera Thalia handed him and looked at it with undisguised admiration. “Good heavens, you’re proper enthusiasts, aren’t you? This camera is rather dear. I’ve been eyeing one myself, but couldn’t quite justify the expense.”

Thalia smiled. “Just a hobby, really.”

The photographer grinned cheerfully. “This is my dream camera! I’ll be sure to take several splendid shots for you.”

Thalia smiled politely. “You’re too kind.”

“Right then, stand just here, if you would. This angle is absolutely perfect–you’ll capture the mountains in the background.”

The photographer directed their positioning and helpfully suggested poses. “Sir, could you move slightly -to the left? Yes, that’s it, precisely there. Miss, if you could lift your chin just a touch. Perfect, just like that.”

As he took the photos, the photographer kept marvelling: “What remarkable craftsmanship! The resolution is utterly extraordinary! Quality truly does have its price, doesn’t it? I simply must save up for one of these!”

“Now, let’s try another pose, shall we?”

The photographer looked up from behind the camera and smiled at Asher, speaking with easy familiarity. “You and your girlfriend are extraordinarily photogenic, like film stars really. I feel as though even my casual shots could grace a magazine cover.”

Asher was in excellent spirits today and, quite uncharacteristically, engaged with the stranger. “Most kind of you to say.”

His gaze drifted to Drake standing behind the photographer, his face dark as thunderclouds. Asher flashed a victor’s smile, tightening his arm around Thalia’s waist, his fingers splaying possessively across her hip as he drew her closer, his mood brightening considerably.

Drake watched the affectionate couple with a grim expression, his heart constricting painfully.

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Unable to bear the self–inflicted torture any longer, he turned and descended the stairs.

Asher’s lips curved upward in unmistakable satisfaction.

The photographer, handling his dream camera for the first time, was reluctant to part with it, enthusiastically taking dozens of photos.

Half an hour later, the photographer reluctantly returned the camera to Asher.

“I’ll only charge you for two photos, sir. The rest are complementary–my way of thanking you for letting me experience this magnificent piece of equipment.”

Asher turned on the camera to browse through the photos. “You’ve been rather generous with your

shots.”

“Let me see, darling,” Thalia leaned in close, her body pressed against Asher’s side as she peered at the screen. “Your photography skills are truly impressive–these photos are absolutely gorgeous.”

proper amount. You’re running a business, after all, and we wouldn’t dream of taking

felt slightly abashed at her

inexpensive, and

superior equipment rather than his own, but they’d initially asked for ten photos, and in his enthusiasm, he’d taken forty or fifty. If he charged them the full rate, it would amount to four or five

utterly excessive. He

to have means.

quickly waved his hands. “That’s really not necessary. I’ve taken forty or fifty photos for you. If I charged the full

his

transaction on his phone.

photographer received a payment notification for five hundred euros. His eyes widened.

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mistake,” Asher replied calmly, putting away his

both surprised and delighted. This gentleman was truly generous! What

help. Consider it a contribution

should be thanking you! You’re absolute angels, both of you. Thank you, thank you.” The photographer bowed repeatedly in gratitude. “I wish you

“How very kind.”

the nearby market, where Thalia purchased numerous local handcrafted items to give as gifts to her friends back

in the night, snow fell heavily outside,

By the window.

raindrops, gentle yet insistent against her

his attention, her senses overwhelmed by his

room’s heating had created a layer of condensation on the floor–to–ceiling windows. Thalia’s hands pressed against

behind.

Afterward.

deliciously languid, too spent to

you, Asher,” she murmured, her voice a contented

the bathroom. “What in the world are you thanking me for, my darling?” His voice was

always being by my side, for giving me such singular devotion, for allowing me to

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Lady Blackwood, he had always

side.

her heart, her voice tinged with emotion. “Do you know,

mind her mentioning Drake, merely asking quietly, “How so?”

had carried Thalia into the

heated, making the ceramic bathtub warm even

gently placed her in the tub and began running hot water, his fingers lingering against

he did so.

I never felt possessive of him, nor did I particularly enjoy physical intimacy with him. But with you…” She paused, her eyes meeting his with unexpected intensity. “With you, it’s completely different, Asher. I feel

her in the tub,

washcloth, dampened it, and gently began washing Thalia’s silky skin, his touch lingering over the places he had so recently

upward, his eyes brightening with desire. “How intense is this possessiveness you feel?”

want to hide you away for myself alone. Lock you up so

can have