CHAPTER 84: THE PAINTING

Josie Yates frantically typed a message on her phone: [Ahhh, I absolutely love your artwork, you’re a magical artist, simply amazing.]

[Absolutely stunning!]

[Can I share this picture on Weibo? I promise I’ll only post it there and won’t use it commercially.]

Mia Sutton looked at the messages popping up one after another, thought of that painting, her small face rarely turned red, and she gave a light cough before starting to type a reply.

"Sure, you can."

Actually, the fee given would even cover commercial use.

But just the thought of that painting being used commercially made Mia feel a bit uncomfortable, so it’s better if it’s not.

[Will you still accept private commissions in the future? Can I commission you again?]

[Mainly because your art is just so incredibly amazing, I really love it.]

With three consecutive uses of the word "too", Mia could fully imagine the young lady’s appearance on the other side.

[I do, as long as the price is right, there’s no problem.]

When Mia said this, Josie Yates immediately imagined a scene; Aquawind must be really short on money now, the kind that can’t afford to eat, otherwise why hadn’t she taken private commissions before but is doing so now.

So Josie did a good job promoting Mia, leading to a long period afterwards where Mia’s private messages were full of people looking to commission her.

The conversation ended with Josie’s message: [I won’t disturb you anymore, please go rest now.]

After closing the chat window, Josie looked at the picture sent to her in her email, stared for a few seconds, her face flush, her heart racing.

Her little heart couldn’t stop pounding, the atmosphere between the two in the painting was absolutely perfect, she could hardly suppress her inner squeals!

Initially, she only had a vague image in her mind, thinking that if it were painted, it would surely look fantastic, after all, the two people’s good looks were just too wonderful to pass up.

Now looking at this picture, it felt as if the image in her mind had suddenly become clear.

This is exactly how it should be!

The background of the painting was somewhat dim, the dim atmosphere adding a touch of sensuality to the scene, the sense of immersion was overwhelmingly strong!

The background was a palace, large and cold, with thin veils draped everywhere, half-revealing, sparking curiosity, with a bed partially shown at the back, leaving endless room for imagination.

The man wore a set of white clothing, sitting on a sandalwood chair in the center, his long legs casually splayed, with a half-slipped white outer garment barely covering them, his grip on the chair’s armrest was so strong that his fingertips turned white.

The collar was slightly loose, revealing a beautiful collarbone, with scattered red marks and a thin sheen of sweat trailing from the neck, running down the sexy Adam’s apple.

His expression was cold, unless one noticed the slight redness in his pupils.

And above him, a woman in a red dress sat coyly on his legs, one leg quietly placed between his, giving the impression of a teasing vibe.

Playful strands of hair grazed the seemingly cold man’s lips, her slender fingers gently lifting his chin, while holding a small wine jug in the other hand.

Her once affectionate eyes arched, seemingly filled with endless sentiments, her vermillion lips slightly parted, as if whispering soft breaths, trying to pull the person beside her into the depths of mortal passion!

Her clothing was also partially slipped, revealing a glimpse of fragrant shoulder, or perhaps not, as her other leg was hidden by the flitting veil.

The ultimate blend of allure and coolness stirred one’s blood.