Crystal's One Night of Love

He was excellent at kissing.

Their lips and tongues intertwined, and he cradled her in his arms, letting her whole body rest against him.

Even though Melora had been in a relationship before, she still couldn’t resist the allure of this moment.

When Alfred finally released her, her legs were like jelly. If he hadn’t been holding her, she might have fallen to the ground. In the end, she leaned against his shoulder, not knowing what to do.

She had just kissed Crystal’s uncle…

Her ears were buzzing.

There was the noise of people having fun in the private room one moment and Alfred’s heartbeat the next.

Alfred was beginning to sober up.

Before bringing her here, he had felt conflicted.

Now, in this enclosed space, she was trembling just from kissing him. She was as green and innocent as an unripe fruit.

Though she was lovely, she didn’t quite fit into his world.

Alfred gently patted her head, his voice tender. “Melora, I’ve told you before that someone my age isn’t suitable for a young girl like you. You see, even when we’re out for a bit of fun, it’s all part of social obligations. There’s no time for true relaxation.”

His voice suddenly turned hoarse. “Don’t fall for me.”

It was a tender moment, yet he uttered these cruel words of rejection.

Melora had her pride too, and with tears in her eyes, she retorted, “I didn’t fall for you!”

It was just a kiss, after all.

She didn’t care that much.

At those words, Alfred seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, but there was a hint of disappointment in his eyes. He quickly concealed it with his usual composure.

Later, he bade farewell to his old classmates.

Eras was surprised. “Leaving already? We were waiting for you to play cards together. The game is just heating up.”

Alfred skillfully excused himself and left with Melora.

As they sat in the car, both of them felt uneasy.

They remained in silence for a while. Alfred lit a cigarette to ease his troubled emotions.

Melora spoke softly. “Let me drive. I’ll take you back to the hotel.”

Alfred was quite surprised.

He had been involved with women before, especially those from privileged backgrounds. They often had a temper and had certain expectations, whether it was an apology or some emotional commitment, especially after what happened.

Melora’s simplicity and lack of a hidden agenda were a rare luxury.

They switched seats.

the car stopped and the door opened, he caught a whiff of alcohol. He grinned and said, “Oh, you’ve had quite a bit

now he was starting to feel

it before, but now his steps

his room. He explained, “It wouldn’t look good if

Melora agreed.

might be the end of their private interactions, especially

in the elevator in

the tension in the air and wondered if something had happened

the elevator stopped on the first

appeared rather surprised to see

or want to listen to my explanations because you’ve found yourself a new man, huh? Melora,

tears welling up in her

Robert before, and their breakup had been because of his infidelity.

right did he have to question

find the

say some more

match, lighting a cigarette. He said nonchalantly, “No matter my age, any woman who ends up with me will definitely be satisfied. As for you, Mr. Sloan, I’m not so sure. You’ve set off too many fireworks outside; I wonder if you’ll go soft at

wanted to explode with anger, but Alfred continued while adjusting his shirt, “You’re Robert Sloan, right? I’m Alfred Lodge,

Robert was stunned.

Alfred Lodge?

is actually

realization hit him like a bolt of lightning. He suddenly recalled how he had toyed with. Crystal’s feelings for four years and used her to send John to prison

believe that Alfred Lodge from Coldbridge

so, what had he been

Robert felt lost.

concerned for Melora, asked her to accompany

“Go check on Sloan Group! If there are

person he was, understood Alfred’s bad mood. It was probably more about the young lady and less

long as we investigate

then did Alfred

remembered, he said casually, “Personally arrange for the driver to take her back

was sure that there had been a

and that Alfred was being

he had also helped her out. Nevertheless, Melora wasn’t the type to cling to a

was best not

she couldn’t

a bathrobe and watching her,

“Mr. Alfred.”

softly uttered those words, her eyes slightly moist. She knew Alfred was the type

her head, she left with

the bathrobe down and

had felt a pang

they were a bit pretentious, he didn’t mind

a while since he had

thought, his phone rang. It

Lucia was anxious.

already, so why hasn’t he brought her back

chuckle, “Crystal is on a business trip in Hulcaster Shell head

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