Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)



Waverly urgently yelled that even the skies could hear her.

Wyatt instantly understood. No wonder she came to his home to wait for him. His working hours at the company for the past two days had indeed been uncertain.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

He was just bored to his whims, so he played with her! However, Waverly took it seriously. She was so scared that her eyes were half-closed. She kept fidgeting and clenching her hands around to quickly loosen his bathrobe. Before she realized it, her hands were already on his warm, well- defined chest.

"Ah..." Waverly said.

She quickly retracted her hand as if she'd been scorched by something hot. She pressed her body against the wall and stooped down. She subconsciously tried to protect herself by shrinking into a protective ball-like position. However, as soon as she squatted down, her line of sight met the man's private part, and her face immediately flushed red. She suddenly stood up, and grew even more afraid of looking at him. She couldn't dig her way out of this. Afraid of coming into contact with his body again, she covered her face and turned her body away. She stood in the corner as if she was being punished.

Wyatt smiled and approached her again after witnessing her silly behavior. In the next second, his burning chest was met with her back. He gazed at her, amused.

"Looks like you're more naughty than you look! You're not here to take advantage of me, are you?" He teased.

Her body stiffened like a corpse. Waverly was on the verge of collapsing. Her flushed face was so red that it looked like her head was about to explode. "No!" She shouted.

She then shook her head like a rattle drum. She suddenly turned back and was about to say something, but their bodies were too close to one another. As soon as she turned back, her soft cherry lips brushed against his. Waverly was instantly sent into a startling daze, and she accidentally hit the back of her head against the wall with a loud bang.' She couldn't help but gasp at the pain.

She winced in pain, as the soreness on her head spread.

It was as if a strong current of electricity was rapidly flashing through his body. Wyatt's pupils unconsciously shrank a little.

Waverly rubbed the back of her head. She was in so much pain that her face was scrunched.

That was just an accident. Both of them were well aware of it! Thus, there was no need to explain as no one made a sound. Wyatt's heart was stirred up as he felt the extreme softness under his body. He even felt an itch rise within him when he smelled her faintly discernible feminine fragrance.

Under the soft light, Waverly's gently hanging eyelashes looked curlier and prettier. They looked like a row of feathered fans. She was still pouting, her lips jutted, from the pain. Her full and smooth lips were so sexy that they were like a budding rose. Although she looked innocent, she also exuded a sense of allure and sensuality.

Wyatt lifted her chin as he raised his hand. Her moist and silky smooth skin was shining like pearls under the soft light. This was the first time Wyatt looked at her as a mature woman instead of a silly, little girl. His eyes suddenly flashed with a different light. Even his voice turned a little low and serious.

"Didn't you tell me to let you guys go and give you sometime?" He asked.

"You agreed?" She replied.

She was initially still annoyed, but when she heard this, she suddenly forgot everything. Upon looking up, her eyes were full of sparkling light.

"If you stay with me for one night, I'll give him a year. What do you think?" Wyatt asked.

"Wha... what?" Waverly asked in disbelief.

It was as if thunder was crashing down on her and she had been struck by lightning. "I'm still unmarried! How can he bring up such an unreasonable demand?" She thought to herself.

Wyatt drew closer to her as she lowered her head. The scorching heat once again burned into her ears. "You're not deaf, neither did you hear me wrongly."

She felt that she had been deeply insulted as a stream of anger instantly rushed to her throat. Just when Waverly was about to explode in anger, Wyatt suddenly withdrew his hand and pulled away from her, increasing the distance between the both of them.

"Did you hear my conditions? Think about it and come back to me after you've made up your mind!" Wyatt told her.

Back in the hall, Wyatt called out to the servants.

Soon after that, the door of the room was pushed open, and a servant walked in respectfully. "Yes, Sir." "Go and see if Miss Castle's clothes are dry. If not, find her a maid's outfit!" He ordered.

"Yes, Sir!" The servant immediately replied.

Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced into the room and then quickly left. On the other hand, Waverly was still in a trance.

After a long while, she slowly walked over. "Can you make a deal... with me but with a change of conditions?" She asked timidly.

He poured another glass of red wine to calm himself down. Wyatt shot her a cold look. "What can you give me?"

Waverly was rendered speechless by his words.

Yes, he didn't seem to be in a lack of money or wine. If they had enough money, it wouldn't be so difficult to solve the problem! In truth, wasn't this just a matter of mutual benefits?

Waverly let out a sigh.

She let her head hang low, looking severely depressed. "What should I do? What should I do?" She thought to herself.

Her guts twisted in worry. She

figured that it would be even more difficult to see him in the future if she were to miss this opportunity. She was anxious but her brain was drawing blanks, as if her mind had short-circuited and she wasn't able to think of anything for a long while. She heard the sound of careful footsteps and grew even more anxious.

"I'll find you a woman, okay?" Waverly said, pulling on Wyatt's sleeve.

It was as if a gun had been fired in the distance. Waverly knew that her words had struck a chord in him and that she had said something she shouldn't have. Indeed, if he wanted a woman, did he need her to find one for him? Plus, she could only send him prostitutes - how could he be satisfied with them?

She quickly said without thinking, "I'll work for you, do your laundry and cook for you for three years? What about five?"

Did he look like he was short of servants?

Wyatt shook his hand and walked to the window. She refused to give up and chased after him. She tugged his sleeves, anxious for his answer. "Why don't I write a set of processes for you? Help you with your accounts? I don't think I can do anything else..." Waverly muttered helplessly. She was on the verge of giving up when she said, "I'm willing to do anything, except that!"

Why couldn't he target someone else?

As she was still deep in thought, Wyatt suddenly spun her into his arms. When she raised her head, she tugged at his shirt once more. "Think of it as a favor that I'll owe you? Please!" She begged pitifully.

As he was being teased by her soft and fragrant scent, the fire in Wyatt's heart that had just been suppressed got lighted up again and started to burst in all directions. In a daze, he saw a pair of extremely sexy lips. opening and closing in front of his eyes. Unable to withstand his frustration any longer, he grabbed her by the waist and lowered his head. Wyatt pressed down heavily on her and kissed her honey-like lips. He couldn't help himself as he deepened the kiss.

Multiple alarms blared in Waverly's mind, but she was unable to react to this turn of events. She didn't close her eyes and just stood still as she

let him touch her all over. It wasn't until a sharp pain spread through her body did she suddenly come to her senses. She immediately pushed him away, raised her hand, and gave him a hard slap.

"Wyatt! You f*cker!" Waverly yelled.