Elijah had no idea what Jasmine was thinking. The reason he didn't contract Jasmine was simply that he had no more slots available.
Yesterday, he specifically instructed a few of the won to keep an eye on Jasmine at all tis. He didn't want her to turn into a zombie unexpectedly and cause trouble.
Elijah could have placed her at the service area by the shore, but since Gabriel and the others there hadn't awakened yet, it would be even more dangerous if she suddenly turned into a zombie.
Now, all the won on the island had awakened their abilities. As long as they were cautious, they could protect themselves quite well.
"Katherine and Grace, keep practicing. Sophia and Hannah, you two co with to the sea!"
Elijah instructed and then called out to Hannah and Sophia. This was planned yesterday. The three of them were going to try to find so Spirit fish and see if they could catch any.
"Okay!" Sophia responded, and Hannah nodded.
They arrived as three, and they would leave as three.
The three of them first went back to the villa. Hannah and Sophia went to change clothes, while Elijah summoned the zombies he had contracted.
They didn't know how far they would be going out to sea this ti. If they exceeded the control distance, it would be troubleso if the zombies went berserk.
Abigail had rested in Daisy's room last night, while the other female zombies had been placed in the basent.
Once Hannah and Sophia finished changing, the three of them, along with a group of zombies, officially set off and soon arrived at the northern dock of Azure Isle.
"Which boat should we take out to sea?" Elijah looked at the myriad of boats at the dock, feeling a bit at a loss.
"Um... let's take the sa one as last ti?" Sophia suggested.
"Isn't that a yacht? Can we fish on it?"
Elijah scratched his head. He really didn't know much about these things.
Before the apocalypse, he was a corporate slave, always busy with life and never had the chance to learn about such things.
"Yes, yachts are also for entertainnt. I specifically checked last ti; it has a fishing platform and a big tank for storing fish!"
Elijah decided to listen to the expert and didn't argue further. So, the three of them, along with a group of zombies, boarded the yacht.
Sophia went straight to the captain's cabin to steer the boat, while Elijah and Abigail settled the zombies.
When he returned to the deck, he was pleasantly surprised.
At so point, Hannah had changed into a bikini.
Hannah's bikini was quite revealing.
The top consisted of two small triangular pieces of fabric, with straps extending from them—one around her neck and the other tied at her back.
Her bottom was also a tie-side design, with a bow tied at her waist.
The bikini showcased Hannah's figure perfectly—her curves, slim waist, and stunning body shape were all accentuated.
The backdrop of the blue sea highlighted her milky white, radiant skin, which glowed subtly under the sunlight, making it hard to look away.
The white base color of the bikini with sky-blue patterns added a touch of elegance and sophistication to her already sexy appearance.
Elijah was stunned by this sight. His mind was filled with words of praise—graceful, stunning, absolutely breathtaking!
At that mont, Hannah noticed Elijah's intense gaze.
A blush appeared on her usually cool face, adding a touch of charm.
She quickly draped a thin, gauzy cover-up over herself, hiding most of her skin.
Elijah's face showed a hint of disappointnt. Although the sheer cover-up was still alluring, it didn't have the sa impact as just the bikini.
Unable to resist, Elijah walked closer to get a better look at Hannah.
She pretended not to notice, gripping the railing and gazing out at the sea. But the way she tightly held the railing betrayed her nervousness.
"When did you change into a swimsuit?" Elijah asked as he walked over.
"In... the villa," Hannah replied, trying to remain calm.
So, she had been wearing the bikini as underwear, with clothes on top? Elijah realized.
"Your swimsuit is really beautiful!" he complinted.
"I'm glad you like it," Hannah muttered, looking away.
"???" Elijah thought he might have misheard. But seeing Hannah's shy deanor and the blush on her cheeks, he felt a surge of joy. Was this swimsuit ant for him to see?
There was no one else around. Who else could it be for? Elijah felt foolish for not realizing it sooner. With his heart pounding, he moved closer to Hannah.
Hannah sensed Elijah's approach and grew even more nervous.
Yesterday, Fiona had co to chat with her, analyzing the relationships on the island and advising her to seize the opportunity to win over Elijah.
The idea that they needed her to use her abilities to freeze fish on the boat was just an excuse.
The yacht had all the necessary facilities; Fiona just wanted to give Hannah a chance to spend ti alone with Elijah.
If Elijah were alone with Sophia, he might develop feelings for her, which could threaten Hannah's position.
By joining the trip and wearing a revealing swimsuit, Hannah could easily catch Elijah's eye and keep him from getting too close to Sophia.
Everything had been part of Fiona's plan. Hannah, with her naturally reserved personality, would never have taken such initiative on her own.
As Fiona had predicted, Elijah had moved closer, their bodies almost touching.
"Daisy went to the mall with Fiona and the others," Hannah said, pretending not to notice Elijah's actions.
At that mont, a big wave hit the yacht, causing it to rock. "Careful!" Elijah quickly wrapped an arm around Hannah's waist to steady her.
"I'm... I'm fine," Hannah said, glancing at the arm around her waist. She wasn't sure if Elijah had planned this or just reacted instinctively.
As an awakened one, she wouldn't be unsettled by a little wave, especially since she was firmly holding the railing.
"Glad you're okay. It's dangerous here on the deck. I haven't seen the inside of the cabin yet. Why don't you show around?"
"Let go of first," Hannah whispered. Elijah's hand didn't seem to have any intention of letting go and even started to gently caress her waist.
It was an unconscious action—Hannah's waist was so slender that he couldn't help but want to feel it.
Elijah, upon hearing Hannah's words, didn't stop his actions. Instead, he pulled her even closer into his embrace.
"No, I never want to let you go for the rest of my life!"
"Ah!" Hannah exclaid softly, but she didn't struggle. She rely placed her hands on his chest in a gentle resistance.
"Hmph, do you say that to every woman on the island?" Hannah's tone was more coquettish than accusatory.
Elijah felt the smoothness of Hannah's skin, tightening his hold on her. "I not only say it, but I also an it! Right now, I only want you!" With that, he leaned in and kissed Hannah on her rosy lips.
"Mmm..." Hannah's eyes widened, and her body stiffened, like a statue, not daring to move.
Elijah's hands road over Hannah's body, sliding under the thin cover-up she was wearing.
"Not... not here!" Sensing his hand beneath the sheer fabric, Hannah quickly whispered, taking advantage of his brief pause.
Elijah's eyes lit up. "Then... shall we go inside?" he whispered in her ear.
Hannah didn't respond verbally but blushed deeply and lowered her head.
Elijah's heart leaped with joy.
He lifted Hannah in his arms and carried her to the yacht's master bedroom, which featured a large double bed.
He gently laid Hannah on the bed and discarded the cover-up.
Looking at Hannah's shy expression in her swimsuit, Elijah couldn't help but ask, "Did you wear this swimsuit just for today?"
Hannah didn't answer but gave a slight nod.
"It's incredibly beautiful! I love it! I love the swimsuit, but I love you even more for wearing it for !" Elijah said, his voice filled with reverence as he slowly leaned down towards her...
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