Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)

But no matter what she did at this moment, the more embarrassing the action she had to do, the deeper the hatred she had for Wyatt became. It could be said that every movement, every cell in her body clamored for all his emotions.

She felt deeply wrong. Although she brought this on herself, the culprit was still Wyatt!

This was what she was sure of!

She didn't know how valuable or important the crystal was. As far as she knew, he wanted to sell her for an object! She was infuriated by how cold-blooded the man was!

Could she, a living person, not even compare to an object of decoration?

All kinds of sweet memories of romance played in her mind as one by one, they met with the reality of her terrible reality. Her heart was in pieces, but she was like a butterfly fresh out of a cocoon. She was strong and no longer allowed men to hurt her at will!

Therefore, even if she had to face this moment of shame, she was not willing to bow down to that cold-blooded animal!

Especially not after the last time they saw each other. He didn't even look back?

Waverly was unsure of her current emotions, but a long-lost chill began to rise in her heart!

Since they were both waiting for someone, the man did not mind her actions at all. Plus, seeing her like this reassured him that she was not going anywhere. Before long, the gaze that they shared was interrupted by the sound of the doorbell.

"I'll go get that!"

Waverly said as she retracted her hand and hurried off to the door. But because he was only wrapped in a bath towel, and had just had a thrilling, sexually- charged momenty with her, all suspicions about her were eliminated. He hadn't even tried to stop her as she scampered off urgently.

When she opened the door, Waverly was disappointed as only a waiter was in sight. By right, the drugs should be here any moment.

Waverly lazily took a look at the plate, and was in no rush to pick it up. "Is it warm enough? Even though I asked for speedy service, I can't stomach food that isn't hot!"

She was willing to say anything that would help buy her time. When she spotted a man wearing a cap at the entrance of the corridor waving to her, she immediately took the plate over.

"Right then, thank you!"

She wasn't being too loud or too soft to the point of not being heard by the man in the room. Moreover, she had given special instructions to the delivery man not to make any noise or stop at the door when she placed her order, but only to pass it to whoever that was at the door. Thus, when the man in a cap walked over, he casually tossed a small bottle at her without halting. Once the exchange was made, he made a turn and left for the lift. Waverly then returned to the room with what she had received, closing the door shut behind her.

"Mr. Andrews, the food looks good. Would you like some?"

With the secret bottle of drugs in one hand, Waverly placed the plates down with the other before grabbing a small pastry and biting into it, unbothered by the man. She had made a very deliberate and calculated decision to order a soft cake so she could stuff the tiny drug model right into it. The stakes felt high when she was holding the bottle, but as soon as she grabbed hold of the cake, she felt a little more relaxed.

The man with cautious and watchful eyes was initially worried that she would pull something. But when he saw her eating away so carefreely, he felt relief wash over him. He then reached for a fried chicken leg and took a bite as well.

Surrounded by wine, scrumptious food and a gorgeous woman...the man was afraid that he won't ever have a glorious night like this again!

"We've washed and eaten. Shall we-"

Perversion filled the man's orbs, and he made a suggestive gesture again. Waverly knew that she couldn't delay any longer. With a smile, she said, "My, you really are in a hurry! If I don't get to shower, could you at least let me wash my hands?"

If she was not going to go back on her word, then the man had no reason to be unreasonable with her. He shrugged and gave her an encouraging push towards the bathroom. While on the way to the bathroom, Waverly was worried that the man would follow her in, so she Kept checking behind her from the corner of her eye. As she walked, she had already started fiddling with the bottle she held tightly in her hand.

After entering the bathroom, she unlocked the small bottle under the pretense of washing her hands. As she did not bring a handkerchief with her she could only use a tissue to absorb the liquid drug, wrapped a few more layers around it, then shoved it into the small pocket on the side of her skirt before walking out.

She knew that the strength of the two opposite sex was different. She could only use intelligence instead of force to get her out of this predicament. However, she could not keep faking obedience for much longer. She could only hope that the police would show up quickly.

But as soon as she came out, the man rushed towards her from the side and shoved her onto bed.

"Baby, you're such a little vixen!"

As he held her down, the man began to tear her clothes off while she turned her head away. Waverly panicked and wanted to get up immediately. "Slow down, stop..."

She really wanted to slap him, but she knew she had to control herself. She knew very well that this man was different from Wyatt. Wyatt was very proud and may not be willing to do something like this, or perhaps it was better to say he had other methods that he preferred. However, the man before her... although he looked handsome and rather distinguished, his eyes gave off a villainous aura.

A voice sounded within Waverly's mind.

She had to first protect herself and save her physical strength! She couldn't fight fire with fire, and she couldn't get hurt! Otherwise, she did not stand a chance!

Thus, she decided to feign bashfulness. "Mr. Andrews, you hurt me!"

She was so disgusted that she was about to throw up. She didn't know how long she could keep this up for. With a push, she pulled the bath towel on the man's body off, and faked a shriek.

"Mmm this is so annoying!"

She then grabbed the towel and covered his face with it while she quickly slipped her other hand into her pocket. She took the tissue out and shoved it against the towel, pretending to keep the towel sensually pressed on his mouth and nose.noveldrama

"Mr. Andrews, you' re a naughty, naughty man!"

"How could you do this?"

"I don't want to see it! I don't want to see it!" After she pretended to please him with a quick, random massage, Waverly turned her head away and held her breath, afraid that she would accidentally smell something she should not!

"You really are a vixen!!"

Waverly was surprised that he was so turned on by her actions. Could he also be someone who could do the deed without her doing much on her end? While she was thinking about this, the man had brought out a belt from nowhere and tied it around her hand.

"Let's try something more exciting, shall we?"

As he spoke, he grabbed Waverly's other wrist. She was so frightened that her face turned ghastly pale. "What are you doing?"

Waverly immediately picked up on another terrifying aura. Could he really be a

pervert?

By the next second, she saw the man pull at her hand with a strange smile on his

face. "What do you think I'm doing?"

The bathrobe?

Had he taken it out?