Ethan curled his lips into a mischievous smile and lowered his head, meeting Emily Prescott's red lips. She immediately parted her lips to kiss him back, and they shared a long, passionate French kiss as if they couldn't tear themselves apart.
The onlookers exchanged awkward glances but didn't dare to interrupt.
Ah, so he came here for Emily Prescott, Lily thought, relieved she hadn't made a fool of herself by walking over to them. She was grateful she hadn't embarrassed herself.
Her eyes flickered with an idea, and she quietly fiddled with her camera, turning off the flash and capturing a photo of the two in their heated kiss.
What would be a good title for these photos?
"When Pure Actresses Start Stripping"?
"CEO of Blackwood Enterprise Using His Power to Bed His Star"?
Lily couldn't help but smile at the thought of how explosive this news would be once it hit the papers. She could already imagine the scandal it would stir up.
