Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)

Seeing that she reached for the unfinished cake, which he used to test her, a sense of betrayal and guilt arose within him, uncomfortable. "You don't seem to like to talk very much, Miss Tevye..."

Like Lauren!

"Aren't you afraid of gaining a few pounds?"

Toying with the cake on her plate, she took a small piece of it into her mouth. "Why should I? I work with my voice and not my body!"

Taking a gander at him, she continued. "I'm lucky to be born with it. I don't have to take extra care of my vocal chord!"

Be it her figure or her voice; they seemed to have fixed their form. Plus, she'd rather chew on something as tasteless as wax than talk to him!

Unsure if he was mistaken, but Willy had a nagging feeling that her words seemed to carry a hint of hostility toward him. No longer saying anything, they two ended the not-so- pleasant dinner. Getting up, Lauren shifted her feet only to feel a stinging numbness. She then stepped on something and slipped, staggering forward.

"Ah..."

"Watch out! You okay, Laurie?"

Embracing her, Willy instinctively looked over at her feet. Shell-shocked, Lauren patted her chest, "Yeah..."

Looking down, she saw two splashes of water on the ground.

She wanted to shove him away only to realize he had shackled her in his arms, and his gaze at her right then was ablaze as though he wanted to skin her alive.

"Thanks!"

Deliberately raising her voice, Lauren shoved him again, frowning the next second. "What are you trying, Master Bowels?"

The feeling was all too familiar. It felt as though he had returned to the past every time he got close to her. Recalling she hadn't refuted when he had called her Laurie, he tightened his grip.

"You hate me, don't you? You are Lauren, am I right?"

He asked with certainty.

Lauren felt as though her heart was lacerated every time he said her name. The happiest times in her life were when she was Lauren Heady, but he reshaped her back to Yesmine. Arguably, all of this was no thanks to him! Hatred was not enough to describe Lauren's mood then!

Smiling, Lauren no longer tried to push him away but moved her hand toward the collar of his suit.

"You actually don't have to do this to get familiar with me, Master Bowels. It's my pleasure to dine with you, but if you want to see me as someone else..."

She put some distance between them, nudging his chest. "Then, I'm sorry!"

However, she couldn't break free from his brawny arms, struggling. Sizing her, Willy said nothing, nor let go as he remembered his Lauren knew how to fight!

"Let go of me!"

Ruffled, her heart pounded, a little annoyed. But of course, she naturally paid attention to her shortcoming when Willy could figure it out.

So even when she was vexed, she only hammered him, not daring to use any tricks! She knew full well that no matter what she did, she wouldn't be able to break free if he didn't want her to! However, habits were hard to be concealed completely. "Let go!"

Entangled, they've spun a few times

before they knew it, but his arms

were still buckling her waist. Panting, Lauren looked away upsettingly and stomped his foot the next second Feeling the blow, Willy pushed her away reflexively, to which she turned around only to be grabbed by the Wrist again. With a tug, she was pressed against the wall with his

body pinning her, and her waist was

also shackled.

It was at that moment she realized why he chose a private room and had the servers serve all their food in one go, even telling them not to check on them! He came here with a purpose!

"This isn't very gentlemanly, Master Bowels..." Was he planning to take her by force?

Thinking of their first, Lauren couldn't omit the possibility of him doing it there and then. But seeing how he pinned her, her hatred grew with the intimate posture.

"I doubt there are such things as doppelgangers in this world! You may be able to remove old scars, speak with a different voice, and even change your appearance, but I refuse to believe you can change every single thing about you!"

With that, he lowered his head and kissed her lips. The force was so great that it was as though he wanted to swallow her up. He didn't leave his hands idle either, moving down to her clothes.

Lauren was livid, gnashing her teeth. Pervert! D*ckhead! Lascivious son of a b*tch!

Though cursing, she refrained from fighting like a pro, only shoving him, but Willy's strength was immense, and she had a good feeling he did so to force her to retaliate as she did back in prison. Her consciousness told her not to fight back,

wanted to kill him for tak

she

advantage of her like this!

Not fighting back had her body changing. If she weren't pinned against the wall, she would've slumped to the ground.

Just then, her skirt was suddenly lifted. Shocked, she was flipped with her front now facing the wall just as she realized what was going on, and she felt a cool breeze down her back next. Right at the bottom of her sexy back was a dark red 'S- shaped birthmark. A wet blanket on his reality, Willy stopped everything he was doing.

No black rose tattoo!

Rumor was that Lauren earned the nickname of Poison Rose because of her distinctive rose tattoo!

But what was on her was a birthmark! Could it be the rumored Luther birthmark?

How could it be a birthmark?

Was she really Yesmine?

The spot wasn't too far off, but what was on her fair skin was clearly a birthmark!

Her clothes mussed, Lauren was beside herself with fury. Turning around, she instinctively bent her leg to give him a blow, but brushing against his body, her consciousness pulled her back. She had no choice

but to hook her mid-air arm around his neck, unloading her retaliation.

"How impatient, Master Bowels. Are you not afraid of being laughed at if someone catches us?"

Fixing her shirt, Lauren brushed her bent leg on the side of his frivolously.