Chapter 847: Chapter 847: It was designed by Baron Lawrence
The strength on her wrist suddenly loosened, and Enna Clark turned around a bit angrily to open the door.
But she was too careless.
Baron Lawrence pulled her back in, how could he possibly let her go out so easily.
Indeed, as she turned to open the door, her waist was hooked. She was forcibly trapped between the man’s arms and the wall!
The small room where the wedding dress was stored served as the storage room for the studio. Because it was mostly filled with valuable finished wedding dresses and fabrics, the curtains were usually drawn, and the lighting was not very good.
The 20 square meter room felt even more cramped and crowded because it was filled with all kinds of stuff.
In the dim light, Enna Clark was pinned against the wall by the man with a taut face, unable to move, and extremely awkward.
The intense male hormonal scent carried a strong sense of aggression that hit her full on. They were too close, and in addition to the oppressive hormonal scent, there was his scorching breath which relentlessly assaulted her face, neck… Sending a ticklish sensation through her ear, Enna Clark’s face turned bright red, and she placed her hands on his chest, pushing him hard while stuttering, “Baron… Baron Lawrence, stop it, Bobby and the rest are still outside, let’s go out first…”
As she said this, she tried to open the door.
But her wrist was immediately caught again, this time pinned above her head!
Enna Clark started to panic.
Forceful, domineering!
“…” Enna Clark frowned and still said, “Stop it, let’s go out first.”
No sooner had her words fallen than the man pinning her strongly against the wall had already lowered his head and aggressively sealed off her red lips.
This time it was a tempestuous kiss, not leaving her the slightest chance to dodge.
He pried open her lips and hooked her sweet tongue as if he wanted to swallow her whole, with no finesse at all, just possession, and more possession!
Enna Clark was kissed until she was utterly disoriented. Struggling at this moment was utterly fruitless. The oxygen in her lungs was being drained bit by bit, and all her strength was rapidly being sapped…
Suddenly, she felt a vicious bite on the tip of her tongue.
“Ugh.” She groaned in pain.
Then she saw the culprit’s obsidian-like pitch-black eyes burning fiercely as he stared at her! The look on his face was like he was furiously wanting to strangle her!
What on earth was he angry about now?
“The wedding dress was personally designed by me, the diamonds on it were polished by hand, and the artwork was commissioned by me! Enna Clark, are you blind or is your brain not fully developed, always scatterbrained!”
Dammit, from start to finish her attention was only on Tobias Clark and Gigi. How could he, without any sign of acknowledgement, just be disregarded by her?
Enna Clark finally realized too late what he was angry about, “… You’re saying you personally designed the wedding dress?”
When did he do all this?
Didn’t he specifically hire a wedding dress designer before?
“Do you have a problem with that?” The scorching gaze in Baron Lawrence’s eagle-like eyes seemed to hold twin flames, as if wanting to set someone aflame.
The wedding dress was his design!
Because in this world, no one understood her measurements better than he did, knew what version of her was the most beautiful!
Most importantly, he wanted to give her a wedding that would make all the women in the world envious. If it was to be given, he would give her the very best!
His woman deserved the best of everything! Including the wedding dress!
And what he designed was the best!