Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)

Overjoyed, she rested her hand on his shoulder the next second and leaned her frail body against him.

"Sir, my nis Lacie Heady; everyone callsArlene."

Willy froze for a moment, lost in thought of the familiar sound and name.

The woman was evidently a maneater, her gaze alluring, all smiles as she fiddled his shoulder with her

fingertips. She would even nuzzle closer from tto time; her every gaze and fidgets were flirtatious.

"I'm 21 this year, just graduated. | majored in art and music; | can sing and play the piano. And I'm also good

with my mouth. Though I haven't had a lot of hands-on experience, everyone who has had a go can guarantee...

it's unforgettable."

Lacie half-teased her double entendre and giggled. But she slowly got up and put sdistance between them

before Willy started feeling repulsive. She flipped her hair and deliberately puffed up her chest for fear he

couldn't see the two loads in front of him. "Master Bowles, I'm a little thirsty. Won't you buya drink?"

Though her actions and words were a killjoy, admittedly, the slightly familiar voice still made Willy space out

from tto time, so his mood eased a little. With a wave of his hand, a glass of whiskey was pushed to Lacie.

Picking it up, she gave it a swirl and leaned her body forward, closing their distance once more, and even

cheered him.

"Cheers!"

Entering East Bannpool, Lauren scanned the floor and landed her gaze on the flirtatious eyesore.

As her heart ached, she couldn't help clenching her fists tightly, and her gaze turned baleful as she pursed her

lips slightly. But all of it disappeared in a flash. Lifting her foot, she saw Millie with her signature black baseball

cap in a different corner. Shaking her head gently, Lauren couldn't help but chuckle, "Did she think people won't

know what she's here for with that disguise?"

She couldn't believe she cto such a high-end place in a plain of T-shirt. Luckily it was ladies’ night that day,

or she would've wasted her night.

Quickly finding a route near her, Lauren made a detour to avoid where Willy was sitting and went inside.

She sat down, chatted with Millie, and had a glass before she looked over at where Millie was pointing, at the

pair who was still talking intimately.

"See that? The one in the fine black suit!"

She had only looked over, hadn't even focused when Millie pulled her back. "Don't look so boldly, Lauren! You'll

scare them away! Peep, you know, peep; be secretive!"

Putting her hand on Lauren's shoulder, Millie was obviously a little excited as she introduced the woman by

Willy's side.

"They've been sitting there for a

while, you know. Luckily you came

quick, or they'd have gone into the

private area! I've done sdigging for you. That woman in white is

Arlene, a regular here and an infamous nympho. And that two lumps on her chest, men love her for

them. She even got a pfor

it, little Everest or something like

that. Plus, she's really good at the game! | heard most men here had had a go with her! Blegh..."

Waving her hand in disgust, Millie ordered a cocktail for her before she took a couple of sips herself and

continued.

"Also, | heard she's already close to

forty, but she keeps pretending to be

a young eighteen-year-old! Anyone who knows her knows, but those greedy, horny men

e willinget

make it rain on her!" "Lauren, what do you think are inside these men's skulls? Master Bowels is so decent, and

he isn't short of women; how che's just as blind?

She couldn't believe he'd be into someone like Arlene.

Millie looked woebegone and unable to accept what she was seeing as she pounded her chest. "Oh, my days!

Hey, Lauren..." Glancing at the pair from her peripheral vision, Lauren knocked on Millie's forehead and said,

"Don't Lauren me. CallTevey!"

She and Millie met by chance.

Because of giving birth, she didn't go back to being a lab researcher but a voiceover artist by mistake. Her work

now had to do with showbiz, and for convenience's sake, she got herself a stage name. After she signed to a

label, she used an anagram of her daughter's name, Tevey.

She had only wanted to give it a go when she chose this career. As she'd only be facing phones, books, and

machines, her connections weren't complicated. Like her past job, it was perfect for someone anti-social like her.

To her surprise, she got booked quickly and even made a nfor herself.

Sensing something, Willy looked

behind his shoulder and saw a beautiful, eye-catching red figure,

sitting lazily like a gorgeous Greek sculpture and that somewhat familiar side profile. He

.

subconsciously turned his body over

slowly, and his eyes widened. Finally, Willy shook his head hard with

incredulity and rubbed his eyes.

But when he looked again, he saw a woman with trendy curls and voluptuous curves. Like a wet blanket to his

dream, a hint of bitterness laced his just curved up lips.

What was he thinking? He must've been seeing things!

There was no way she'd be Lauren!

She would never cto places like this, nor would she dress so fashionably; she especially did not have those

curves. Her 'little tomboy’ was aloof, the unattainable kind of nobility and elegance, the opposite end of that

woman in red there! They were nothing alike apart from having the sslim back!

Not at all!

Utterly defeated, Willy's disappointment was evident, and he was more confident of his speculations, especially

when he saw her smiling figure and the woman opposite her. But that way too similar back was like a fatally

attracting vortex, making him unable to look away for a long time.

Lauren caught the unusual movements around her from the corner of her eyes, but she still didn't move, facing

half her back to him.

"Alright, stop studying Master Bowel's eyes. Didn't your little celebrity also ditch her handshusband and

cheat on ssloppy old man? It's getting late; I'm going home..."

She had merely cto test the waters this time!