Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)



Overjoyed, she rested her hand on his shoulder the next second and leaned her frail body against him.

"Sir, my name is Lacie Heady; everyone calls me Arlene."

Willy froze for a moment, lost in thought of the familiar sound and name.

The woman was evidently a maneater, her gaze alluring, all smiles as she fiddled his shoulder with her fingertips. She would even nuzzle closer from time to time; her every gaze and fidgets were flirtatious.

"I'm 21 this year, just graduated. I majored in art and music; I can sing and play the piano. And I'm also good with my mouth. Though I haven't had a lot of hands-on experience, everyone who has had a go can guarantee... it's unforgettable."

Lacie half- teased her double entendre and giggled. But she slowly got up and put some distance between them before Willy started feeling repulsive. She flipped her hair and deliberately puffed up her chest for fear he couldn't see the two loads in front of him.

"Master Bowles, I'm a little thirsty. Won't you buy me a drink?"

Though her actions and words were a killjoy, admittedly, the slightly familiar voice still made Willy space out from time to time, so his mood eased a little. With a wave of his hand, a glass of whiskey was pushed to Lacie.

Picking it up, she gave it a swirl and leaned her body forward, closing their distance once more, and even cheered him.

"Cheers!"

Entering East Bannpool, Lauren scanned the floor and landed her gaze on the flirtatious eyesore.

As her heart ached, she couldn't help clenching her fists tightly, and her gaze turned baleful as she pursed her lips slightly. But all of it disappeared in a flash. Lifting her foot, she saw Millie with her signature black baseball cap in a different corner.

Shaking her head gently, Lauren couldn't help but chuckle, "Did she think people won't know what she's here for with that disguise?"

She couldn't believe she came to such a high-end place in a plain of T-shirt. Luckily it was ladies' night that day, or she would've wasted her night. Quickly finding a route near her, Lauren made a detour to avoid where Willy was sitting and went inside.

She sat down, chatted with Millie, and had a glass before she looked over at where Millie was pointing, at the pair who was still talking intimately. "See that? The one in the fine black suit!"

She had only looked over, hadn't even focused when Millie pulled her back. "Don't look so boldly, Lauren! You'll scare them away! Peep, you know, peep; be secretive!"

Putting her hand on Lauren's shoulder, Millie was obviously a little excited as she introduced the woman by Willy's side.

"They've been sitting there for a

while, you know. Luckily you came quick, or they'd have gone into the private area! I've done some digging for you. That woman in white is Arlene, a regular here and an infamous nympho. And that two

lumps on her chest, men lonel

her for them. She even got a nickname for it, little Everest or something like that. Plus, she's really good at the game! I heard most men here had had a go with her! Blegh..."

Waving her hand in disgust, Millie ordered a cocktail for her before she took a couple of sips herself and continued.

"Also, I heard she's already close to

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forty, but she keeps pretending to be a young eighteen-year-old! Anyone who knows her knows, but those greedy, horny men were willing to make it rain on her!" "Lauren, what do you think are inside these men's skulls? Master Bowels is so decent, and he isn't short of women; how come he's just as blind?

She couldn't believe he'd be into someone like Arlene.

Millie looked woebegone and unable to accept what she was seeing as she pounded her chest. "Oh, my days! Hey, Lauren..."

Glancing at the pair from her peripheral vision, Lauren knocked on Millie's forehead and said, "Don't Lauren me. Call me Tevey!" She and Millie met by chance.

Because of giving birth, she didn't go back to being a lab researcher but a voiceover artist by mistake. Her work now had to do with showbiz, and for convenience's sake, she got herself a stage name. After she signed to a label, she used an anagram of her daughter's name, Tevey.

She had only wanted to give it a go when she chose this career. As she'd only be facing phones, books, and machines, her connections weren't complicated. Like her past job, it was perfect for someone anti-social like her. To her surprise, she got booked quickly and even made a name for herself.

Sensing something, Willy looked

behind his shoulder and saw a beautiful, eye-catching red figure,

sculpture and that somewhat familia side profile. He

sitting lazily like a gorgeous G

subconsciously turned his body over slowly, and his eyes widened. Finally, Willy shook his head hare with

incredulity and rubbed his eyes.

But when he looked again, he saw a woman with trendy curls and voluptuous curves. Like a wet blanket to his dream, a hint of bitterness laced his just curved up lips.

What was he thinking? He must've been seeing things!

There was no way she'd be Lauren!

She would never come to places like this, nor would she dress so fashionably; she especially did not have those curves. Her 'little tomboy' was aloof, the unattainable kind of nobility and elegance, the opposite end of that woman in red there!

They were nothing alike apart from having the same slim back!noveldrama

Not at all!

Utterly defeated, Willy's disappointment was evident, and he was more confident of his speculations, especially when he saw her smiling figure and the woman opposite her. But that way too similar back was like a fatally attracting vortex, making him unable to look away for a long time.

Lauren caught the unusual movements around her from the corner of her eyes, but she still didn't move, facing half her back to him. "Alright, stop studying Master Bowel's eyes. Didn't your little celebrity also ditch her handsome husband and cheat on some sloppy old man? It's getting late; I'm going home..."

She had merely come to test the waters this time!