A Moment in Destiny novel Chapter 552

Esther swallowed hard and when looking into Elijah's somewhat passionate eyes, Esther wanted to avoid them, but unfortunately… Her smile was a bit tangled, holding back the urge to vomit, Esther walked over, took Elijah's arm affectionately, and said fondly, "Honey, I'm wrong, don't be mad, okay?"

Elijah looked at her again for a few seconds, with no intention of taking the money out, but his eyes never left Esther's delicate face, even with a calculating shrewdness.

Esther swallowed again. "Great Elijah, can you pay the bill? I really don't have any money!"

Facing such a man, how many chances of survival did Esther actually have? And in the next second, an unfathomable smile appeared on Elijah's cheeks. "Since you know you're wrong, you should know what to do now, right?"

With that, he lifted his chin, and his intention was obvious. He wanted her to kiss him.

Esther, however, fell into a trance and her face flushed, cursing the damned lecherous man in her mind. Taking advantage, he was taking advantage of her.

But she still stood on tiptoe and gave him a quick kiss on his chin, but in the next second, Elijah's reaction left everyone's jaws dropping.

Suddenly, he cupped her chin and kissed her sweet lips without hesitation. The other hand even irresistibly held her head while, to her consternation, his deft tongue effortlessly pried open her teeth and dived into her oral cavity.

This bold kiss just took place in an Italian restaurant, in full view of many waiters and diners.

Then, Elijah let her go as if nothing had happened. He took out his card and handed it to the waitress.

It all happened so fast, so quickly that Esther thought she was dreaming. But when she heard the huffing and puffing around her, she realized she had actually been kissed by him in public.

"You pervert!" Esther stomped her foot and violently pushed him away. Her face wore the obvious overwhelming shock at the French kiss she had just given. What a damn French kiss! She seemed to taste the strong coffee in his mouth, and it tasted so damn good. Esther wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, blushed, and ran off at a fast pace.

Elijah gave a wink and immediately a man in black went to the counter to get his card while he went after Esther.

"My goodness! Isn't that Elijah?"

"I'm right, it's him, the president of Perry Group. He's not gay, so what the newspaper reports say is true, that woman is his. Oh my God, I should have filmed it just now!"

"..."

Esther cursed Elijah as she ran, "Damn, pervert, pervert, pervert! Damn Ethel, damn Elijah! I'll never come out to dine with the men again. Damn it, damn it!"

Elijah caught up with her in stride, and hearing her curses, he pulled her back.

"Ah ––" Esther screamed in shock. "Let go of me!"

But Elijah wrapped her intimately in his arms, and his powerful strength made it difficult for her to break free from him. "Darling, let's go home!"

"Who is your darling?" Esther was in a daze.

Somebody in the restaurant had already come out to take pictures with their phone, and the look in Elijah's eyes changed.

He leaned close to her ear and said at a volume that only he and she could hear, "Shut your mouth and if you don't want me to kiss you, behave yourself!"

Sure enough, his threat worked. Esther was still angry when they got into the car, while her stomach bulged from eating so much that she sat uncomfortably.

Elijah's sudden approach made Esther yelp in fright. "What are you doing?"

And he just got on top of her, pulled the seat belt, and helped her put it on.

She sighed with relief, unable to conceal the pounding in her heart.

He turned his head and looked at her playfully, without saying a word. Esther was frightened by his gaze, and she glanced cautiously toward him, not daring to meet his eyes as she was afraid of his frightening hawk-like eyes.

She was nervous inside, he had been away for a week, and she had been free all that week. But now he was suddenly back, was he trying to drag her home? Ugh! Damn it, it was just an apartment, how could it be her home, she had been homeless for a long time!

Her mood was suddenly a little gloomy, a little lost, like a homeless child. She turned her head to look out the car window as the car slowly drove down the road, and he didn't say anything too.

However, instead of going home, they went to a studio.

Esther was stunned and a little confused, "What are we doing here?"

"Take pictures!" He spat out these two words in a deep voice.

"What kind of pictures?" She looked at him with wide eyes, and she saw his hawk-like eyes hovering over her face. She bit her lip unconsciously, her eyelashes dropping. She dared not look at him, but still said reluctantly, "Then I'll get off and leave on my own by bus!"

When she was about to leave, he clasped her hand, his gaze following her long lashes down to her rosy and tender lips. Her lips, delicate and luscious, and he wasn't content to taste it in the restaurant he had just been in.

Elijah's brain seemed to be engorged with blood. They hadn't seen each other for a week, and he actually missed this woman very much in his heart. Uncontrollably, his lips kissed toward her soft lips.

Esther's eyes widened and a large gulp of gas couldn't help but rush out, but he had sealed the way out, and only her chest was heaving hard.

Her chest felt like it was about to burst. She couldn't—

She felt like her heart was going to jump out of her chest.

She was desperate to open her mouth to breathe, but that in turn allowed him to access easily and swept across her oral cavity with the soft tip of his tongue. As a result, her tongue was out of place wherever she placed it.

Then he withdrew it and helped suck her tongue into his mouth…

Esther's head seemed to be knocked into a daze, and her whole body followed the softness. His kiss was gently mixed with dominance, sometimes rude, sometimes gentle, making her heart flutter with it, and she even forgot to push him away.