Crystal's One Night of Love

Chapter 313 Alfred And Melora 1 

The luxurious room was dimly lit.

Melora lay on the soft bed, unable to move.

She could discern the faint scent of aftershave lingering on the pillow-the same brand that man always wore.

This was her third time getting kidnapped this month.

Every time, the man would kidnap her and blindfold her. He would use his necktie to bind her wrists, forcing her to sleep with him.

However, he never had sex with her.

He would only hug her to sleep at night and occasionally touch her.

A series of footsteps echoed at the door. The opposite side of the bed dipped, and gentle fingers made contact with her cheek.

She was a gorgeous woman.

His hands finally stopped roaming around her body as he gazed at her greedily.

Melora made no attempt to struggle or break free. The necktie serving as a blindfold gradually became damp from her tears. “Alfred, you’re getting married soon, aren’t you? Why do you kidnap me repeatedly like this? Do you consider me your mistress?”

The man was startled to realize that she knew his identity.

Melora was sobbing softly. Of course she knew it was him. She had recognized his distinctive scent instantly.

Perhaps he couldn’t bring himself to restrain her too tightly as she managed to wriggle free from the bonds that had tied her wrists together.

After removing the blindfold, she locked eyes with him.

was heaving.

years, Melora parted her lips and spoke with a quivering voice, “Mr. Lodge, I may not be clever, but you can’t continue deceiving me.

ago, she got drunk, resulting in

he traveled to Barnwood, they would occasionally meet for sex since he didn’t have a girlfriend. After all, they

joy, she had assumed that they would

she read in the newspaper

still have sex with her.

pulled out a cigarette and

that she only needed to wait for six more months, that the news of his

understood that a woman didn’t have an abundance of time in her youth to keep waiting for

bobbed

the end, he sighed softly. “I’m

close, but Melora

him, her eyes red with

she loved him very

was a mixture of adoration and admiration, coupled with memories of their

in a husky, tender voice, “I’ve prepared breakfast. Go wash your face. Leslie will arrange for

fleeing from something pursuing him or as

of the bedroom, Alfred came to

wall, his blood staining the pristine white surface.

on himself, to the point where he was unable to spend the rest of his life with the woman he

manly way to live

that Melora had given birth to his son. He had thought that two years would be. enough for him to let go of everything and concentrate

was squatting beside the toilet bowl, crying without a

of her, but she couldn’t stop herself. After all, she would

good daughter and

public, she would have to be a top

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