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.

quivering voice, “Mr. Lodge, I may not be

months ago, she got drunk, resulting in a night of passion

would occasionally meet for sex since he didn’t have a girlfriend. After

joy, she had assumed that they

crashing down when she read in the newspaper

still have

pulled out a cigarette

she only needed to wait for six more months,

didn’t have an abundance of time in her youth to keep waiting for him.

Adam’s apple bobbed several

end, he sighed

but Melora didn’t want

at him, her eyes red

knew she loved him very

of adoration and admiration, coupled with memories

for someone to give you a ride home later.” His tone held a blend

from the bedroom, as though he was fleeing from something pursuing him or as if he feared he might

out of the bedroom, Alfred came to a

punched the wall, his blood staining the pristine white

point where he

manly way to live

stunned to discover 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 on taking care of them both. Yet, het had reneged on

the toilet bowl, crying

her, but she couldn’t stop herself. After all, she would have to feign nonchalance once she

daughter and a

the public, she would have to be

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