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.

she thought she was about to be strangled to death, the pressure on her neck

filled her sight, and a pair of dark blue eyes flashed with a strange cold light. Surprisingly, his

the first time she had caught sight of such a pair of special

the man suddenly

if you have something to do with me, it will change anything! If you dare to say one word about

then he turned and walked to the bathroom. Alicia fell on the floor again and the last

still dizzy. Facing this strange room, she

thoughts... 'Clang!' She heard the

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

with a malicious look for some time. "Remember

slammed the door so hard that the floor shook. A chill started climbing up her back. Only then did

air was so thick

Boom-

her clothes and randomly started examining her body with trembling hands. "What's going on?

a mess, as another rush