Fated Marriage Spoiled by My Ice Billionaire novel Chapter 809

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Chapter 809 A Fall and a Kiss

“All good?” the photographer called out.

Claudia gave a quick nod.

“You getting tired?” Harold studied her face, noticing a faint glimmer of sweat on her forehead.

“I’m alright.”

It wasn’t too bad, honestly. Her legs were just still a little sore from last night.

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“We can always pick this up tomorrow if you’ve had enough. We’re staying over tonight anyway,” Harold said, taking her hand in his.

“Let’s just get it done.”

After this set, they only had one more to shoot tomorrow, and then they’d be finished.

“Ready when you are!” The photographer signaled

an assistant who started up a haze machine off to the side.

Tendrils of soft mist began drifting toward them.

Claudia gathered the hem of her gown. Harold tightened his hold on her hand.

“Now, run!” The photographer jogged alongside them, camera raised,

Harold glanced over at her.

He used to think staged moments like this were

pretty cringey. Watching other couples do them always made him chuckle.

But now, he just held her hand firmly and ran with her through the mist.

It felt like celebrating a victory.

The camera shutter clicked rapidly as they moved.

“Perfect! Now, look back at me…”

Claudia lifted her skirt slightly as she and Harold both toned their heads toward the camera.

Harold’s eyes met hers for a split second before he faced forward again.

“Oh-!”

The dress train was too long. Claudia’s heel caught on a dry twig on the ground, her balance vanished, and she stumbled forwar

She fell right against Harold’s chest, the impact sending them both tumbling down

Dark rose and deep green fabrics swirled as they landed in a soft patch of must.

Claudia’s forehead bumped against his One hand was splayed over his chest, the other graced against the earth.

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Even through the wool of his tuxedo jacket, she could feel the rapid, heavy beat of his heart.

A few strands of her hair had come loose and brushed against his shoulder.

The small crew nearby gasped, starting to step forward to help.

Just as Claudia began to push herself up, the photographer’s voice stopped her.

“Wait! Hold that right there! Give me thirty seconds!”

The photographer was already adjusting a reflector, his voice calm but focused.

Harold stayed on the ground, motionless. His arm remained around her waist. His gaze was fixed on Claudia, whose cheeks were flushed from the run and the fall.

She was still catching her breath, her chest rising and falling steadily.

“You…” Claudia whispered, looking slightly startled.

Harold’s reply was a low, rough murmur. “Can’t help it.”

A beam of golden–hour light sliced between their faces. Claudia’s features, perfectly framed, filled the photographer’s viewfinder.

“How about a little bonus content?” The photographer joked lightly. “Bride, just give the groom a small kiss. A light one, right on the lips. It’ll look amazing.”

Harold’s eyes dropped to her mouth. He swallowed hard.

Claudia had never been the one to initiate a kiss. She tried to ease her hand back from his chest. “Can you just…?”

“Sorry…” Harold let out a short, controlled breath. “Not really in my control at the moment.”

Claudia caught the unmistakable heat in his eyes.

She made a slight, instinctive shift, and Harold’s voice dropped to a husky warning. “You probably shouldn’t move.”

Her face flamed. She could feel his arm tighten around her, holding her close. The evidence of his reaction was becoming harder to ignore.

This was happening way too fast. All she did was fall on him…

Claudia froze in place.

The photographer fine–tuned his lens, “Okay. Now, slowly lean in and kiss him. Take your time. I’m rolling video, toa

Claudia’s nerves stretched even tighter.

She’d thought wedding photos were just about posing and smiling. She hadn’t signed up for any of this

The photographer didn’t hurry her. He simply waited, watching through the viewfinder

Harold kept his eyes on her until she finally began to lower her head. The softness of her lips me the verties “Just gorgeous…” the photographer breathed in admiration.

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Claudia rested against Harold’s chest. The solid plane of his body felt unusually warm, and from this closeness, she could clearly see the tender, almost awestruck look in his eyes.

“And… we’re done! That’s a wrap” The photographer finally pulled back, sounding thoroughly pleased.

The remaining tension left Claudia’s body. She went limp, her head dropping against his chest as she fully relaxed her weight on top of him.

“Hmgh-” Harold grunted softly, the air leaving his lungs.

His grip on her waist tightened just a fraction more.

Claudia quickly brought a hand up to cover his mouth. She slowly withdrew her other hand from the ground.

Then, carefully, she began to disentangle herself and climb off him.

Her eyes flickered downward for a split second. She discreetly adjusted a fold of her gown over his lap and didn’t dare look at his face again.

Harold glanced toward the crew. They were all clustered around the camera’s display screen, reviewing the shots. Nobody seemed to have noticed their quiet struggle.

Claudia kept her face turned away, her voice barely audible. “You should probably…”

Deal with that.

Harold frowned, frustration and amusement warring within him.

He hadn’t expected this either. Some things just refused to listen to reason.

Claudia brushed the dirt from the hand that had been on the ground.

Harold reached out and captured it.

“Ow, easy…” she winced.

He turned her palm over. The skin was scraped raw, probably from a rough branch when she feil. A smudge of dirt was ground into it.

“How can you be so careless? You’re hurt and you didn’t say a word,” he scolded, his tone thick with worry. “That was really dumb. you know that?”

Claudia looked up at his concerned expression and murmured, “It’s just a scratch. It’s nothing”

Harold met her eyes, completely serious. “You call this ‘nothing‘? Most people would be making a fuss if they fell bike that but your Not a peep. What if you’d sprained something or worse?”

“I just thought we should finish those last shots..

“The shots could have waited five minutes. A wedding isn’t some performance it’s not about checking pralci, 60t already pushing yourself to the point of getting hurt just for the pictures, then what’s the rest of this esting to reisg

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