Forever for You

　　I playfully pulled out a mirror and held it up to him. “Well, look at you! You were so confident a moment ago, and now you’re all bashful?” I teased.

　　Alexander’s face turned even redder. He grabbed the mirror from me and tried to act cool. “Cut it out with the games. I’m not falling for it.”

　　I couldn’t help but chuckle to myself.

　　I always managed to live a carefree life, filling my days with fun and relaxation. Alexander’s stubborn insistence on keeping me here added a bit of boredom to my otherwise comfortable routine.

　　But I didn’t expect things to take an unexpected turn so soon.

　　That night, I lay alone in bed, struggling to sleep. Alexander was off somewhere and hadn’t returned to keep me company. I secretly planned to throw a fit tomorrow, to play hard to get and remind him how important I was.

　　Just as I was fuming, the door creaked open. I thought it was him and turned away, not wanting to give him an easy time.

　　Then I heard a woman’s voice. “Olivia! Hey! Wake up!”

　　Startled, I sat up and saw a woman I didn’t recognize rushing toward me, trying to unlock the chain on my ankle.

　　She was panicked. “I know he’s keeping you here. I’m here to help you escape. We need to move quickly; he’ll be back soon.”

　　How could I explain that I wasn’t really looking to escape? But her urgency got to me, and I started to feel anxious too.

　　Once the chain was off, she grabbed my hand and tried to pull me along. I shook her off briefly, wrapped up the chain, and took it with me before following her. She gave me a puzzled look but didn’t argue, considering the situation was tense.

　　We slipped through the night, passing room after room, crossing garden after garden, and seeing villa after villa.

　　Feeling a bit dazed, I asked, “How big is this place? Is it an estate?”

　　She seemed confused by my question but nodded.

　　I always knew Alexander was wealthy, but I hadn’t realized just how rich he was. My steps grew hesitant.

　　Noticing my hesitation, she urged me, “Just a little further, and we’ll be out of here.”

　　Suddenly, a cold voice cut through the air. “Where do you think you’re going?”

　　Her grip tightened on my hand. Seeing Alexander, she didn’t back down. She confronted him, “Alexander, what have you become? What are you trying to do?”

　　Alexander ignored her, his gaze sharply fixed on me. He asked in a low, menacing tone, “Olivia, I’m asking you one more time. Where do you think you’re going?”

　　I knew this was a sign of his anger and lowered my head, feeling guilty.

　　Alexander’s voice was icy and piercing. “Get out of here if you’re not involved! I won’t say it again.” The threat was clear without words.

　　The woman stood her ground in front of me, and I was genuinely moved. She said, “Alexander, I didn’t want to get involved, but you’re willing to break off our engagement for her. Are you really going to ruin years of friendship between our families for this woman?”

　　Her eyes were full of affection for him.

　　So, she was trying to get me out of the way to win Alexander for herself?　　She turned to me with a reassuring smile. “Don’t worry. I’ll get you out of here.”

　　Her intentions were pretty clear.

　　Alexander, growing increasingly impatient, had someone pull her away and then walked toward me with a measured pace.

　　I managed a nervous smile, realizing things were about to get worse.

　　Just then, police sirens blared, and everyone’s attention shifted to the woman.