Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)

Men and women naturally had differences in strength. After struggling several times with all her might, Lauren still couldn't get out of his grip. Her chest was bulging with anger, like an irritated beast, she made an angry hum between her breaths.

At close range, Willy realized that the woman was as slim as a stick. From a distance, she looked like a thin and weak man. Looking at her from a closer distance, she was actually really beautiful. Her skin was smooth, and her skin was as white as snow. Her amber eyes were like a lazy cat's. The plump tip of her nose softened her sharp brows, and with her slightly curled lips, she was cold but not fierce. She had a unique feminine aura!

The corners of Willy's mouth curled into a smile as his faint gaze swept past her. "Haha, so it's all just for show..."

Her movements were very experienced, but in terms of strength, it was obvious that she was lacking!

However, regardless male or female, an ordinary person would not be able to take any advantage of her with the skills she had. The strong ones might not be as dexterous as her, and weaker ones might be completely wrecked!

This woman was very smart! They had only exchanged a few moves, she didn't show everything, and she actually knew how to observe the opponent's attacks first before making her moves. Besides, she clearly understood her own advantage and she had been using her flexibility!

If it was someone else, they might not be able to defeat her!

He pinned her under his body, and it was an awkward and intimate position. However, she was still like a proud peacock. She did not scream or panic. She even maintained the indifferent posture that she had when he first came to visit her, which was out of Willy's expectation.

Since she couldn't win or escape him, Lauren slowly gave up struggling and preserved her energy.

Feeling it, Willy smirked once again and turned around, pushing her against the wall.

"What are you doing?" As her back was facing him, she became increasingly sluggish. Lauren had a faint bad feeling.

The next second, she felt a gush of hot breath in her ear. "I am going to check your body!"

What?

Lauren had yet to come back to her senses, but the loose prison suit on her body was violently lifted and pulled, and she felt a gush of cold wind on her waist. She was so mad that her face turned red.

"Willy!"

That b*stard! Was he going to be a hooligan even in the prison? He actually took off her... pants!

She was so embarrassed that she just wanted to dig a hole in the ground and hide herself. She smashed the wall angrily as she gritted her teeth, but there was nothing she could do.

As his eyes glanced downwards, Willy saw a small, half- bloomed black rose tattoo slightly below her waist, above her hip.

"Black rose?"

Sure enough, it was her!

The next second, Willy stopped. He released her and took a step back. He raised his hand and adjusted his slightly messy suit. His actions were gentlemanly as if the frivolous man before was just her illusion.

Lauren immediately turned around and quickly tidied up her clothes. She distanced herself from him and stood against the wall, obviously alert and fearful. When she stared at him, her gaze changed a few times.

After glancing at her, Willy turned around and walked out of the door...

Behind him, she was still leaning against the wall like a gecko. Lauren couldn't help but be stunned. Was he going to leave just like that?

Unconsciously, she raised her hand and put it on the back of her waist. What a lunatic! Did he deliberately go to the prison just to see the rose tattoo on her body that could be commonly seen?

Lunatic! Lunatic! Lunatic...

She cursed silently in her heart. She could clearly hear the door latching and locking from the outside, then everything gradually returned to silence. Lauren then went back to her bed in a daze.

The traffic was busy in Casterwich City that night. The hazy night sky was filled with bright stars that shone radiantly. At the Blue Star Terrace Hotel, a grand business event was in full swing.

After chatting with a few friends and walking around for a while, Wyatt returned to the buffet table and changed his plate. He took some snacks and then looked at his assistant, Seth, and said,

"What do you think? Is she the one we're looking for?"

Shaking his head, Seth said, "Hazel is a frequent visitor of various nightclubs and famous places. Her public identity is the owner of a high-end beauty and bath chain store. I actually think she looks more like an old hag! I've looked at all her targets, and they are mostly either married or old rich business owners! APsuch an age, she probably

cherishes her life very much.

However, the more ordinary one looks, the more they need to retain their youth! Look at how beautifully she is dressed, she is an expert at dressing for the occasion!"

However, at most, that woman was just flaunting her beauty and trying to pimp herself!

He observed her alluring posture, and saw another perverted man's hand reaching into her clothes. She was just smiling like a naive girl who was in

love, not realizing anything going on. Indeed, Wyatt also felt that this person was brazen and was a little ostentatious!

Although there was no need to hide these physical actions of theirs at such a private party, but the socialite's actions were simply too explicit.

If they were merely touching each other, it was still acceptable. However, if they were to engage in something beyond that, it would indeed be too much.

Wyatt retracted his gaze and ate some fruits. "Mm, there's no hurry. Let's look around!" He wanted to find out if the other half of the formula had anything to do with her, and if she was one of the sale channels of it.

"Do you want to give it a try?"

As soon as Seth spoke, Wyatt caught a glimpse of a sexy, plump middle-aged woman dressed in a red blouse and a black skirt approaching. At that moment, Seth played along.

"Mr. Johnson, I think you've been too tired recently. Do you want to find a woman to help you relax?"

His voice was neither loud nor soft. It was just audible, but not very clear. Wyatt immediately understood, and he also pretended to be tired as he pinched between his eyebrows.

"I'm not interested, she's filthy!"

As soon as he spoke, he heard a peal of chirpy female laughter. "Hey, isn't this the famous Mr. Johnson? It's my great honor to meet you today!" While they were speaking, the woman interrupted. She also raised her hand and handed over a premium membership card.

"Hello, I'm Hazel, the owner of the Beauty Angels Club! Our club provides a variety of premium entertainment, such as billiards, performances, sauna baths, various massages, and so on. Mr.

Johnson, you're welcome to enjoy the experience..."

"Oh? Thank you!"

As soon as she reached out her hand, Wyatt unexpectedly took out a business card and gave it to her as well. The woman's face instantly glimmered with a smile.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

"Mr. Johnson is really easy to work

with! Our angels have all kinds of charms. They are all first-class beauties, and they're comparable to those famous celebrities. There are also a few who are highly educated, very pretty, unmarried and very young! Mr. Johnson, please look for me when you visit. I will try my best to serve you."

After that, the woman did not stay for long.

Flipping over the business card, Wyatt said, "Sauna baths? To be honest, I prefer nightclubs! Not only do they have women, but there's alcohol too!"

With a nod, Seth chimed in.

"Mr. Johnson, you're getting more

and more difficult to please! I heard that a new bartender came in recently at the Heaven Star Clubhouse. Her new 'midnight scent'

is well known, and it is getting

almost as famous as the once trending 'Hell Ice Liquor'. However, the women they have there..." They were not as good!

"Why don't we try it out another day?"