Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)



Fixing his gaze on her, Wyatt stared at her for three seconds straight.

Smiling cheekily, Waverly showed no signs of distress on her face. Wyatt raised his hand, his rough fingertips pinching her lower jaw. Exerting slight force, he drew both of them closer to each other. The corners of his lips couldn't help but raise a little.

"Well, the Ferrari has turned into a shabby carriage. Can I say 'no'?"

"This girl is clever. She makes herself sound so pitiful, but in truth, she is reluctant to give up on her wealth!"

Ten million dollars sounded like a lot, but it should not be too much for her to handle.

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"Wyatt, are you agreeing to it?"

With a bright smile, the bottom of Waverly's eyes brimmed with a layer of shining light, beautiful and dazzling.

Wyatt's hand twitched, and his mind went blank for some reason. "What reward do I get in return?" She seemed to have anticipated his words. As his voice sounded, a loud smooch fell on his neck but avoided his lips.

"Is this enough?"

Wyatt was in so much pain after her head knocked into him, but he could not complain, for he was the one who asked for it. He caught the mischievousness in her eyes, so he raised his hand and patted her on the waist.

"You sure are smart. This kiss is indeed expensive..."

That was the first time. Looking at Waverly, a strange thought suddenly came to Wyatt's mind. He felt that she was particularly precious! "Hey, Wyatt, do you think it's a loss? Then I'll give you more!"

As soon as Waverly moved, Wyatt turned his head away out of reflex. He was about to say, "Enough!". Other than the pain from her kiss, he felt no other feelings! His lips parted when he suddenly felt a strange itch. Turning around, he saw her scratching his armpit with both of her hands launching their itching attacks. It was followed by her giggling.

"Scratch... Scratch..." She giggled as she sang a nursery rhythm.

"Stop fooling around."

"Scratch! Scratch!" "Waverly!"

Elated, Waverly continued on humming a tune.

Without realising it, he was infected by her contagious smile. Turning around, Wyatt scratched her in return. "You won't stop fooling around, will you?" Wyatt's hand had just scratched over when Waverly cried out while waving her hands in the air, "Ah! Stop it, stop it, it's so itchy!"

"Fine, fine, I was wrong. Stop it, stop scratching!"

"Haha, let me go, let me go!"

At a corner of the table, the duo fooled around. Time seemed to have stopped at that moment as if the two of them were the only ones left in the world.

After the merry laughter, Waverly was exhausted. She giggled, but she had already slumped softly against his shoulder. She swung her fist and punched him hard.

"I said stop it, but you were still making a fuss. Now f m tired! I've always been afraid of itches since I was a child!"

His hands were still clung to her waist. The warmth in Wyatt's eyes melted the coldness of his face, which was tinted with a rare sense of pleasure. "Who was the one who was disobedient?"

He was still panting, but he went absent-minded the moment his sight landed on her pink and rosy cheeks like a newly ripe apple. Her skin was bright red and tender. Coupled with her thick and curly eyelashes, he found her really beautiful all of a sudden.

"It was me, it was me. I was wrong, alright? Don't scratch me anymore!"

She didn't know whether he was slow to react, so that was why he was not afraid of itchiness. His brothers and father had never experienced itchiness, nor had he!

They had a good time. Waverly

didn't notice how ambiguous their posture was at that moment. She noticed her clothes slipping and how her short skirt was pulled up by a little. The buttons at the neckline loosened up to the point of them snapping at any time. Instinctively, she pulled the hemline of the skirt and reached out to tidy up the collar.

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It was fine if she didn't move. As soon as she did so, Wyatt's half- dazed gaze followed her and turned towards another direction. He lowered his head and saw the vast expanse of scenery in front of him. The touch of her tender skin fingered on his palm as his brain felt as if it was about to explode.

"By the way, that..."

Just as she was about to ask him how he was going to handle her trouble, her eyes met. Waverly covered her chest, her face flushing red at once. "You... What are you looking at?"

The next second, his line of sight automatically shifted to between her legs, his lips almost bleeding from biting them too hard. Waverly was so mad that her cheeks puffed.

"Still looking, aren't you?"

Regardless of how fast she moved, she couldn't compare to his speed in lifting his gaze. She instinctively raised her hand and covered his eyes.

"Don't look!"

"Haha..."

With a faint chuckle, Wyatt struck out, but Waverly had already withdrawn her hand, screaming, "Ah! You're too nasty! You're scratching me again!"

Waving her hands, the two broke

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into another romantic fight. An accident touch caused their lips to brush against each other, which immediately aroused a burst of the crackling fire. Waverly paused. The next second, he came smooching against her red lips.

She hummed.

In a corner of the office, they were half playing while half engaged in a romantic attack. The two kissed passionately as if they had been set on fire. The temperature spiked as their chairs creaked.

With a bang, the office door opened, followed by a domineering and fierce female voice with noisy footsteps.

"Wyatt, the..."

"Alas, Miss Johnson, let me first report your arrival!"

"Miss Johnson..."

Miss Stewart and Seth trailing behind Winnie came rushing into the room. As soon as they spoke, they were all stunned. Time seemed to have been frozen for three seconds before there was another loud bang.

"I'm sorry!"

In the blink of an eye, all three of them had disappeared. The whole office seemed to have experienced a minor earthquake as the floor seemed to still be trembling.

Interrupted halfway through the process, the two were dazed for a few seconds. Waverly's anger had long dissipated in an instant. Her reflex action prompted her to pull her clothes and hop off his leg.

"Cr*p! Did I cause you trouble?"

She had glanced at the door. As for what the trio had said, she no longer remembered, but she was well aware that the group was led by a beautiful

woman.

After adjusting his shirt and tie, Wyatt acted as if nothing had happened. He said calmly, "No, it happened just in time!"

That scene happened at the right time!

"That's great! I won't disturb your work then! I'd better leave right now!" Her reputation had been ruined, so she should not add to its notoriousness!

Just as she turned around, Wyatt grabbed hold of her wrist. "Are you giving up on your ten million?"

"Uh?"

Wyatt's gaze swept past his thigh. He had a tacit understanding with Waverly, who settled back down and lowered her head. Wyatt whispered a few words in her ear.