Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)



After her mother passed away, she never kept her hair long again. She hated dresses and things that made her look helpless and weak, including tears. In her memory, she rarely wore such well-fitting clothes!Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

She looked at the image in the mirror. No matter how she looked at it, she still thought it was an eyesore!

The more she stared, the more frustrated she became. Finally, she closed her eyes, turned around and walked out.

Willy entered the room while replying to messages on his phone. He looked up and saw that the bed was empty. Just as he paused, a soft sound came from behind him.

He turned his body and said, "You're awake?"

Once their eyes met, both of them were stunned. Lauren's hand was tugging at the hem of her clothes, whereas Willy was surprised by her beauty.

He walked up, his gaze sweeping over her. He raised his hand to caress her soft hair as a charming smile appeared on his face. "Clothes really do make the man!"

Compared to when she was in prison, she really looked like a model at the moment. It might not be her stunning beauty, but her unforgettable temperament.

Willy was not shy with his compliments as he said, "Gorgeous!"

It was obviously a compliment, but when it reached Lauren's ears, it sounded like he disliked her, or at least, disliked the old her!

The awkwardness made Lauren somewhat uncomfortable. In truth, she didn't like what she was wearing at all. It was not comfortable, and definitely not her style.

In her mind, someone who disliked her actual appearance yet loved how she looked when she was all dressed up, wasn't the person she wanted. Growing up, she didn't lack attention from guys. Even if she dressed plainly, or to the point where men disliked her clothing choices, she had never changed for any man.

That was also the reason why she gave up her hobby of dressing up, and had only dated Zedd for so many years, and was even willing to take the blame for him - he had never forced his way into her clothing choices or even expressed any dissatisfaction towards it.

Lauren kept on tugging at the hem of her shirt. Before she could say anything, Willy spoke first, "Are you hungry? I'll bring you down to eat something!"

Willy saw that she was slightly uncomfortable, but he thought that it was because she had been in jail for too long, so he didn't think much about it. He grabbed her small hand and said, "Let's go!"

He pulled her downstairs. In the dining room, on the table, there was a sumptuous dinner. On one side, there was a small cake. There were also two wine glasses, one with red wine, and the other empty. Beside it was milk and freshly squeezed orange juice. After he pushed her to her seat, Willy looked at her.

"What do you want to drink? Or would you like to drink some other juices? Anything for you!" He asked.

Whatever it was, it was still a good day. Willy felt that it was worth celebrating. Lauren did not expect him to have such a thought. All of a sudden, she felt a lump in her throat. She felt loved and cared for. This warmed her heart.

"Orange juice, please."

As soon as she said that, Willy poured a glass of orange juice and gave it to her. He lifted the cup and said, "Come, let's have a drink first! Laurie,

welcome back!"

As the glasses clinked, Lauren felt overjoyed. "Thank you!"

She took a big sip after that. The sour and sweet taste assailed her mouth. It was so, so beautiful.

As soon as she put down the glass, a small piece of cake was moved towards her mouth. "Have some dessert, and your life will be sweet!"

Her starry eyes lit up as she bit her lower lip. Then, she opened her mouth and swallowed it. In an instant, a grin plastered on her face. For the first time, her world seemed to be filled with sunshine and blooming flowers.

"Let's dig in."

Willy picked up some vegetables and eggs for her and said, "Eat more! Make yourself at home. If there's anything you'd like to eat, just let me know!" "Okay!"

Feeling overwhelmed with a feeling she had never felt before, Lauren nodded and picked up some food for him. "You have some too!"

As their eyes met, they were surrounded by warmth and coziness. A peaceful meal was rare for the both of them.

After dinner, Lauren wanted to clean up but was stopped by Willy. He accompanied her back to her room, took the bowl of fruits from the help, and poured her a cup of warm water. He then handed it over to her and sat her down on the sofa.

"Do you have something to say to me?"

At the dining table, he noticed that she wanted to say something several times but stopped on second thought.

After taking a sip of warm water, she looked up at him. The words that were about to leave her mouth ended up being a few gentle shakes of her head. "It would be a buzzkill to bring up Zedd at such a time!" She thought to herself.

That day, although she had to suffer a little, for Lauren, it was more of a new experience, and a feeling of joy engraved in her mind.

At that moment, she didn't want to ruin anything!

After getting up and sitting down beside her, Willy stretched out his hands and pulled her onto his lap. He wrapped his arms around her and caressed her lower jaw, "Why are you being so courteous with me?"

As a cold person, she was not used to physical contact. She leaned back, her neck flushed.

"It's... nothing!"

She struggled to get off his lap, but Willy's arms tightened around her.

In the past, when they were in

prison, no matter how intimate they were, there was always a sense of secrecy. There was some

semblance of a light source, but it was always faint and dim. Coupled with the state of mind in that place, no matter how beautiful everything was, they never were in the mood to admire their intimacy.

At that moment, taking a look at Lauren again, Willy felt that she, a glacial person, looked extremely adorable white blushing. His knowledge of her all that while had been based on feelings, but at that moment, there was finally visual stimulation. Under the light of the incandescent lamp, her delicate face, soft skin, cold temperament, and unusual shyness, together formed a fierce, bright spark.

Such characteristics were completely different from that of the women around him. He had seen sexy beauties, dignified and virtuous beauties many times, but Lauren was completely different. She brought him a kind of novel contrast and mystery, which made him want to explore.

As he closed his eyes and leaned in, Willy's lips landed on her red cheeks.

Lauren let out a muffled groan.

Taken aback by his actions, Lauren almost dropped the cup in her hand. She put down the cup, pulled out a paper towel, and hurriedly wiped her clothes and the back of her hand.

"Put... put me down!"

Perhaps she could accept his actions and advances while in the dark prison due to the isolation, or the coldness and loneliness of the night. At that moment, the bright bedroom and the same actions made her feel scared. It felt like they were doing something unspeakable with many pairs of eyes watching!

The look in Lauren's eyes was completely different as she looked at Willy. Why was he so unrestrained?