In the past three years, Hayden Crawford has been surrounded by many women, but he never laid a finger on them. At 32, he was already at an age full of vigor, and once the gates of desire opened, it became overwhelming. Axel Ashworth was still sitting next to him, but with a long lace tablecloth covering, Hayden reached down and grabbed her small foot. Serena Sterling was teasing him out of frustration, not expecting him to seize her small foot directly. His rough palm gently caressed the delicate ankle of her slender and exquisite foot, then placed her little foot like a treasure on his firm thigh. Now, the two were sitting at an angle, with her small foot pulled over. This movement was quite difficult, but Serena, who practiced dance since childhood, could always split into a perfect line. This action might be hard for other girls, but for her, it was too easy. He wasn’t afraid of being noticed; Serena was, so she quickly tried to pull her foot back. However, Hayden moved, directly using his solid muscles to lock her small foot in his thigh. This time, his powerful force made her unable to move. Their posture was extremely ambiguous. Serena’s charming little face grew hotter, a circle of blush steaming over, looking very suspicious. "Serena, are you hot?" At this moment, Axel Ashworth raised his head to ask. Being noticed, Serena’s amber eyes guiltily dodged a bit, "Um, a little." Seeing her guilty look, Hayden pulled his thin lips into a smile. The most awkward person was Melody Ashworth. She wanted to feed Hayden steak, but he completely ignored her, and now Melody’s hand was sore. Melody was the most beautiful princess of Westria, pursued by countless men, but she fell in love with Hayden at first sight, devoting her entire heart to him. But he rejected her again and again, which really frustrated her. However, the more Hayden rejected her, the more she wanted to have this man. "Mr. Crawford," Melody pouted her red lips, sulking and acting coyly, "Open your mouth quickly, I want to feed you steak." Hayden lifted his eyes to look at Melody Ashworth. At this moment, Serena exerted force, and her foot that was locked in his leg directly kicked forward, hitting his important part. Hayden groaned muffledly; this time, she really kicked him painfully. She was quite vicious; she had turned so feisty in three years without seeing him. "Mr. Crawford, are you alright?" "Mr. Crawford, what’s wrong?" Axel and Melody both looked at Hayden with concern. Hayden pressed his thin lips, restraining the pain from her kick, and responded calmly, "I’m fine." At this moment, Serena forcefully reclaimed her little foot, stood up, "I’ve finished eating, you all enjoy." Serena turned and left. Hayden watched Serena’s departing charming silhouette; she was wearing stiletto heels, twisting her serpentine waist as she walked, and her pretty hips swayed, exuding irresistible allure. Tonight, he must get her onto his bed! In the afternoon, Serena and Axel began their wedding photo session. Serena wore a black camisole dress and strolled on the beach. At this time, the sun was setting, and the golden sunset cast shimmering reflections on the sea surface, dazzlingly beautiful. The photographer held the camera, "Miss Sterling, look here." Hayden stood not far away, with his hands in his pockets, the refreshing sea breeze blowing his black shirt, making it bulge, and the handsome and upright him had already become a picturesque scene. Hayden’s gaze fell on Serena; she wasn’t wearing shoes, her bare small feet stepping into the shallow seawater. Facing the wind, her pristine black hair was messily tangled on her stunning face, and she lowered her eyes and smiled. The photographer hurriedly snapped away. Serena was naturally beautiful and had a great sense of the camera and fashion. Every casual smile of hers was a masterpiece satisfying these top photographers. Hayden was watching Serena, and so was another person, President Alden of the resort hotel. President Alden was amazed by Serena’s appearance at first sight, and now, watching her pose for photos, he seemed incapable of moving his eyes. On one side, Melody had quickly taken out her phone. With a "click," she captured the moment President Alden was secretly and obsessively staring at Serena. Melody curled her lips. If she remembered correctly, President Alden’s family had a tigress, that wild woman would take a bite out of whoever she caught. The day went too smoothly; there was a need for some thrilling excitement to spice it up. Melody quickly sent this photo out and just waited to watch the show. The photographer finished taking Serena’s solo shots, "Miss Sterling, Mr. Ashworth, please come out so we can shoot the couple photos." ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ novｅlfire.net At this moment, Axel came out, "I’m here." "Mr. Ashworth, keep one hand on Miss Sterling’s waist and gently kiss her cheek," the photographer instructed. Axel followed the photographer’s instructions, held Serena’s slender waist, and leaned his handsome face towards her cheek. But Axel didn’t actually kiss her. He curled his thin lips, "Princess of Alani, why do I feel a chill at my back? Is Mr. Crawford staring at me?" Serena looked up, her amber eyes crossing Axel’s broad shoulders to see behind them, directly meeting Hayden’s deep, narrow eyes. Hayden was looking at her, also at Axel. His hawk-like sharp eyes subtly glanced at Axel’s big hand on her slim waist, seemingly wanting to pierce through Axel’s hand. As he saw Axel leaning in to kiss her slowly, Hayden’s dashing eyebrows furrowed into a "川" character, and his whole demeanor turned so gloomy it seemed like water could drip out. No wonder Axel said his back felt chilly; at this moment, Hayden wanted him to disappear from the world. Serena quickly withdrew her gaze and whispered, "Don’t mind him." At this moment, Melody walked to Hayden’s side and naively said, "Mr. Crawford, brother Axel and sister Serena really look loving, don’t they?" Hayden let out a cold snort; his narrow eyes were already covered with a layer of grim fierceness. He didn’t even spare a look at Melody as he turned directly and left. "Mr. Crawford, where are you going?" Melody asked. Hayden didn’t turn back, he walked to a secluded place, then took out his phone and dialed a number... Serena and Axel had already set up, and the photographer was ready to shoot. At this moment, President Alden rushed over, sweating profusely, "I’m sorry, King of Nine Peaks, Princess of Alani, I just received a call from above, and orders were given that no photos can be taken here!"