Crystal's One Night of Love

Chapter 323 Just A One Night Stand 

Even though Alfred was swamped with work, he chose to stay at Barnwood with Crystal.

Leslie managed to secure a small office through some connections.

It might have been tiny, but it had everything they needed.

Alfred usually worked there, with his bodyguards stationed outside, while Leslie moved in and out freely.

The next day, Henry rushed back from the Kingdom of Brundela, looking disheveled and ridden with guilt.

As he arrived at the ICU, Alfred confronted him and punched him. Even though Henry didn’t retaliate, Alfred’s knuckles were still slightly swollen from his outburst.

While Leslic applied ointment on Alfred’s wounds, he threw a playful jab at his boss.

“You’re getting up there in age. Shouldn’t you work on that temper of yours?”

Alfred’s anger, which had just been suppressed, flared up again. “I don’t think I hit that b*stard hard enough. I should’ve pummeled more sense into him!”

As they talked, there was commotion at the door.

Leslie went to check and soon escorted Melora inside.

He knew when to step aside, so he left.

Melora cautiously approached Alfred, who casually lit a cigarette with one hand and asked, “What brings you here?”

She held up a tube of ointment. “Let me tend to your injuries.”

In truth, Alfred had already applied the ointment, but he didn’t mind a second round.

They sat close on a narrow couch, her hand gently tending to his wound. Alfred smoked his cigarette. while gazing down at her.

Her skin was fair like porcelain, and her eyelashes were very long.

Then, Alfred asked casually, “That young man seemed nice. Why aren’t you two together?”

She was taken aback for a moment before realizing what he meant.

Taking a deep breath, she replied, “I don’t really like him.”

With that, she finished tending to him and released his hand. In a soft voice, she announced, “I’m done!”

As she attempted to leave, he grabbed her.

Melora was forced back to his side. She couldn’t be sure if it was her imagination, but it felt like they were incredibly close-close enough for her to catch a whiff of the faint tobacco scent on him.

Alfred’s eyes darkened.

He caressed her lips with his fingers, causing her to tremble and call out helplessly, “Mr. Alfred…”

Alfred lowered his head, gently pressing his forehead against hers. “Why are you here? Are you trying to atone for your brother, or is it that you can’t control your feelings, or do you actually like a man more than a decade older than you? Tell me, what do you want from me?”

He was too candid, and she felt a blush creeping up her cheeks.

She quivered, unable to respond, but Alfred wasn’t looking for words.

He kissed her.

like the last time, he cradled her in his arms to reassure her, then gently teased her lips apart

felt uneasy and

she knew

kissed her with a tender yet commanding passion, leaving her mind blank. All she could do was cling to his neck, and then, unable to resist any longer,

the knees. She didn’t even

no idea why he

she started

to see him. She didn’t even greet him; she simply turned away

watched her retreating figure with

teased, “You probably

and the way she nestled against him

dealing with Crystal’s affairs,

it was possible for them

wanted to see if there was one possible path.

Henry made the significant decision to

about the matter, Alfred

He knew how difficult this decision

was sent away, Alfred drank a lot of alcohol. Even Leslie couldn’t stop him. In the end. Leslie found Melora and begged her to persuade Alfred to

for a long time, Melora finally

but didn’t go inside. He whispered, “I’ll wait

room, it took a while for Melora’s

front of him. When he

said, stepping forward to grab his

bloodshot. After a long

refused to leave.

carpet, gathering

seemed like she was playing house.

been drinking, he knew she wasn’t a child

pulled her closer, studying her carefully. During this difficult time,

voice was hoarse as he said, “Melora, let’s give it

he even thought about the consequences of them being intimate with each other. If they crossed that line, he’d have to take

hear his words clearly.

he had already

the couch as he kissed her. His lips tasted like the wine he had

uttered, sounding scared

gently caressed her face and gazed at

gaze held both desire and possessiveness. It was a

and then, he took her for the

Alfred was tender and

the alcohol had caused his inhibitions to be tossed out the window, and he craved

the adjacent room. It was a creaky old spring bed that made

and the steel wires of the bedframe shook like a small

in a relationship before, but she wasn’t skilled at sex.

bed, and he didn’t need her to

away and stood. guard at

early morning, Melora woke

it was a pleasant ache, and she didn’t want to move.

husky male voice came

dare to speak.

either. He rarely lost control like this. Moreover, there were many

half an hour. There were some

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