Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)

Waverly was dumbfounded and could not even react. She lowered her eyes unconsciously. Almost instantaneously, her little white face turned red, and she exploded with anger.

"You, you-"

This pervert!

She subconsciously raised her hand and pushed him away. But because of her halflying position, she did not have any strength at all. On the contrary, because of her own movements, the soft bed bounced back a little. After a slight collision, the two bodies touched each other more frequently.

Wyatt's self-control had already collapsed with her move. He was already moaning unconsciously. At the same time, the strength in his hand suddenly tightened.

"You little seductress!"

D*mn it!

His mind was filled with the image of her appearing at the door of the private room the night before. The blood in his body seemed to boil, and Wyatt's ears were practically smoking.

It had to be said that she was sexy and beautiful. Compared with her pure and elegant look, her style at this time was more attractive to him. Her skin was white and delicate, so smooth that he could hardly see her pores. Under the black clothes, it was even more prominent.

This color suited her well and had an enchanting magic power!

Suddenly, Wyatt's mind was filled with the rumors about her being the black widow, as well as the scene of her being held by Mr. Andrews the night before.

Curiosity, anger, fantasy, jealousy and all kinds of complicated emotions suddenly exploded in his chest.

What kind of magic power did she have to make two men die under her and give her the infamous title of black widow?

Her face was so pure, so coquettish, so innocent and sexy. Her skin was so soft. Yet, her angel- like appearance was full of the devil's charm.

When he lowered his head, Wyatt's body was already overturned!noveldrama

Frightened by his sudden action, she pushed him hard, her face shifting a little.

Waverly shouted angrily, "Wyatt, what are you doing?"

This b*stard actually wanted to take advantage of her?

They had a contract. Wasn't it supposed to be a show, a fake?

Fake! Fake! Did he want to make it a truth?

"Wyatt, do you want to break the rules? Don't you dare! Open your eyes and see who I am!"

They were not acting now, okay?

Her body was almost pressed under him and she couldn't move at all. Waverly was fuming. "Which one of his screws came loose!"

But before she could make another sound, her voice was swallowed up. And intentionally or unintentionally, he put his palm on one side of her cheek, stroking her hard, as if he was erasing something.

Her eyes were full of anger, and Waverly couldn't believe it.

This pervert...

But in that instant, Wyatt seemed to have lost his mind. Perhaps it was because of anger, or perhaps it was out of instinct, his actions were frantic and violent!

She was completely defenseless. Waverly had never expected him to lay a finger on her. He had really done it to her!

When she finally came to her senses, he was about to pitch his tent on her campsite, and he showed no signs of slowing down.

"Wyatt..."

Gnashing her teeth, Waverly's voice showed signs of breaking. "Is this d*mned man crazy? Has she just escaped from Mr. Andrews tiger den only to fall into his wolf trap?

"Stop it!"

"Wyatt!" This b*stard!

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Waverly kept shrinking as she tried to hide. Finally, she found a fruit fork. Almost at the same time, she felt that the last barrier was about to break. She turned around and pressed one hand in front of her, and the other hand held the fruit fork against Wyatt. Under the light, the cold steel fork flashed a sharp cold light.

"Wyatt! Stop It!"

With a roar, Waverly was so angry that she was going to explode.

"Sure enough, I have to rely on myself to deal with men, and I have to be alert when I have to. Otherwise, the cat sleeping in front of me will suddenly become a big greedy wolf!"

She raised her eyebrows furiously. Waverly's aura was unstable, but her eyes were clear and fiery. Her serious attitude was also very imposing. "If you dare to move again, don't blame me for being rude! I'm serious!"

At this time, Wyatt's suit was ripped open, and the steel fork was pressed against his strong chest through the thin shirt The cold tip was against his hot chest, and he faintly felt the shallow pain. The intense pressure was very clear. His chest rose and féll uncontrollably, and his thoughts were pulled back a little.

"Get up!"

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His body was still pressed under her. He could not even lift his leg, nor could he touch his vital parts. He had lost most of his strength. At moment, his clothes were piled up in a mess because of all kinds of indescribable reasons. They were messy, and Waverly's vicious words were beyond describable.

But at this time, she didn't seem to be in a panic. In addition, she looked energetic and fierce, as if a wilting flower suddenly bloomed. The contradiction between the two styles produced a gorgeous and dazzling image.

With a careless sweep of his eyes, Wyatt's rational mind, which had just returned, was once again confused. He focused his gaze on her hand pressing against his chest, and the fire in his heart began to rush up. He couldn't control it at all. That day, maybe it was for the purpose of matching her outfit, he was wearing a very sexy black lingerie et. At this moment, even the shoulder straps were dangling off her shoulder and on her soft and thin arms.

As long as he moved her hand away, he could quench his thirst. He could see the most beautiful view and get what he just dreamed of!

If they were just a little closer...

As his eyes fell on her, Wyatt swallowed his saliva and began to stir.

But he didn't move an inch. Even if it was one millimeter, the feeling of her touch

on his chest and the feel of her breath were extremely clear. As soon as he moved, Waverly exerted more strength.

"I'm not kidding! If you dare to move again, believe it or not, I will stab you in the heart! Wyatt, this is a steel fork! It is sharp and will not break. Steel fork! I will not be gentle!"

As she spoke, her strength increased a little, and the point of contact between the steel fork even showed a faint blood color. The ambiguous air was also mixed with the smell of blood. It was strange and metallic, carrying a feeling of death! The more he experienced, the more he understood. It was useless to beg for help! Even if it was useful, in many cases, no one could save him now! At the critical moment, only he could save himself!