Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)

The night in the city was quiet and dark.

"Wham!-"

Alicia Blanchard's face was burning hot. When she opened her eyes, she found herself awkwardly squatting on the floor next to the bed. Her fair arms were covered in purple marks, and under the thin quilt covering her, she was...n*ked!

"What... what's going on?"

She quickly clutched at the quilt and tried to cover herself. Suddenly she saw a pair of strong legs in front of her eyes. The very next second she couldn't breathe. Someone was trying to strangle her. "Speak! How long have you been following me? Who sent you here?"

The low and angry voice of a stranger entered her ears and Alicia instantly felt puzzled: "Who is it? What is he talking about?"

Her head was still dizzy and the air seemed to become thin. The world felt shrouded in grey. Instinctively, Alicia stretched out her hands to pry the hands from around her neck. "Uh... let me go..."

"Speak! How dare you! How dare you scheme against me?"

She heard the angry voice again and Alicia felt as if she smelled the breath of Death. She could not speak, and she could only continue to shake her head.

strangled to death, the pressure on her neck suddenly stopped and her body swayed.

The enchanting face of a man instantly filled her sight, and a pair of dark blue eyes flashed

many foreigners, but this was the first time she had caught sight of such a pair of special

the man

have something to do with me, it will change anything! If you dare to

to the bathroom. Alicia fell

Facing this strange

'Clang!' She

up and saw the man coming out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. He picked up the scattered clothes. She could see that his knuckles

the man stared at her with a malicious

started climbing up her back. Only then did she notice that the bed was a

air was so thick with that ambiguous odor that she couldn't ignore

Boom-

picked off her clothes and randomly started examining her body with trembling hands. "What's going on? Wasn't I here to attend... Uncle Crouch's birthday

mind was still a mess, as another rush of footsteps