Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)

Chapter 1205

"Actually, if you want..."

Despite her rage, Lauren leaned closer to him with a smile, aiming at his lips. Hooking her arm around his neck, she went to unfasten the first button of his shirt, snaking her way in, actively responding to him. Coming back to his senses, Willy grabbed her hand, but his eyes fell on the beautiful view of her front. Plus turned on by her lithe body, his expression turned grim, but mad at himself or at her, he did not know. "How many men have you been on top of?"

Shoving her away, he stormed out of the room.

Slam!

Lauren jerked at the sound of the door slamming shut. Quickly fixing her shirt, she slumped against the wall, raising her head a little with closed eyes, letting out a long breath.

Thank heavens!

He was the one who started it!

Pretended to be a gentleman in front of her? Huh!

Was he throwing a fit again? Why did it suddenly seem like he didn't want to play the game anymore? Had remembering her past self got him changing his mind, or had her face had him feeling guilty? It was most likely the latter, wasn't it?

"You're already irritated, Bowels? It's only the beginning! This time, I'll have you know what it feels like to have your feelings toyed with!" "Huh..."

With a sneer, Lauren's hand moved unconsciously to her back, pressing on her birthmark.

"Not even in your dreams will you think the helpless orphan tricked to imprisonment is actually the runaway daughter of the Luther family, won't you? How would you know that rose was to cover up the irremovable birthmark..."

She used to be so ashamed of the mark, unwilling to spare even a glance, dying to have it removed even if she had to lose a chunk of flesh for it. But after a visit to the doctors, she was told the birthmark grew from deep within her. It would still stay, the color only fading slightly, even if she removed it with laser surgery. Plus, it wasn't a prominent spot, so she was advised to cover it up instead of having it removed!

would've thought she had only been walking around in circles, returning to

any part of their bodies. Some were born with it while only appearing when others reached five or six. But so far, it seemed that all descendants of the Luther family had it. The birthmark was like a gift from the heavens, so it became something of a sigil to their family. The ancestors took pride in it and even thought it symbolized luck. So all their family businesses had this mark on their logos, and it had also become an exclusive mark

on his left bicep, black, bigger, and more distinct than hers. He tattooed a dragon on that arm with the birthmark as one of its whiskers, and it looked seamlessly fitting to the rest of the tattoo. Every

walked out of

the door, a stalwart black figure came into her sight, startling her, taking a

leaning against the corridor wall, looking like Janus, the god of doorways, as he held a lit cigarette

with Lauren. So that was why no servers had come in

who would've thought

the next second. He hadn't heard anything she said,

with a probing gaze, she was met with a contemptuous look. Those eyes were no different from looking at

straight, he stubbed out his cigarette and headed toward

there to worry about? The soundproofing in the private room must've been impeccable if he even dared to

she tucked her hair. However, just as she took a breather, a firey remark

for? Are you planning to

livid

make a fool of herself, she rummaged her handbag and

one after the other like strangers, both looking awful. Finally having a breath of fresh air, Willy

her; such thoughtfulness was

about it, Master

BMW arrived at her side. A young man came down and said,

the parking lot on

her

teeth livid. He hadn't wanted to stay, had he?!

she'd die