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.”

a business, after all, and

abashed at her words.

inn’s rate of ten euros per photo wasn’t inexpensive, and few visitors were willing to pay such prices.

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 hundred

He couldn’t fleece

to have means.

he quickly waved his hands. “That’s really not necessary. I’ve taken forty or fifty photos for you. If I charged the full rate, it would be frightfully expensive. Let’s stick

presented his PayPal details.

the transaction on his phone.

a payment notification for five hundred euros. His eyes widened. “Sir, I believe you’ve entered the wrong amount. Let me return

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mistake,” Asher replied calmly, putting away his phone.

was truly generous! What an extraordinary stroke of luck to encounter such

help. Consider

thanking you! You’re absolute angels, both of you. Thank you, thank you.” The photographer bowed

“How very kind.”

purchased numerous local handcrafted items to give as gifts to her friends back home.

in the night, snow fell heavily outside, silent and

By the window.

like raindrops, gentle yet insistent against her heated

felt dizzy from his attention, her senses overwhelmed

windows. Thalia’s hands pressed against

behind.

Afterward.

languid, too spent

you, Asher,” she murmured, her voice

his arms and carried her toward the bathroom. “What in the world are you thanking me for, my darling?” His voice was

my side, for giving me such singular devotion, for

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and Lady Blackwood, he had always unhesitatingly chosen her,

side.

spoke from her heart, her voice tinged with emotion. “Do you know, Asher, you’re

didn’t mind her mentioning Drake,

now, Asher had carried

the ceramic bathtub warm even in

running hot water,

he did so.

the bathtub, the steam rising around her. “To be precise, you and Drake are entirely different in my heart. Although I dated Drake before, I never felt possessive of him, nor did I particularly enjoy physical intimacy with him. But with you…”

in the tub,

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

curved upward, his eyes brightening with desire. “How intense is this possessiveness you

just say? I want to hide you away for myself alone. Lock you up so no

can