Crystal's One Night of Love

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.

cradled her in his arms to reassure her, then gently teased

felt uneasy and wanted to

and before she knew it, he had her on his lap.

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, she

she went weak in the knees. She didn’t even

had no idea why he treated her like this.

she started avoiding him.

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

her retreating figure with a pensive

teased, “You probably

pockets, remembered that kiss and the way she nestled against him

her. Even when dealing with Crystal’s affairs, he couldn’t help but

it was possible for

he wanted to see if there was one

made the significant decision to

learning about the matter, Alfred slapped him

further. He knew how

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

for a long time, Melora finally agreed.

her but didn’t

took a while for

the couch with several bottles of red wine in front of him. When he heard her footsteps, he looked up before pouring himself another

to grab his hand and prevent him from

his eyes bloodshot. After a long silence, he said,

refused to

knelt on the carpet, gathering up the bottles

she did this, it seemed like she was playing house. It looked rather silly and a

he knew she wasn’t a child

pulled her closer, studying her carefully. During this difficult time, it felt like they only had each other.

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

compromised. Just like any ordinary man, he couldn’t resist temptation. He wanted to cherish the woman he liked. At that moment, he even thought about the consequences of them being intimate with each other. If they crossed that line,

hear his words

had already

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

she uttered, sounding scared while

Alfred gently caressed her

both desire and possessiveness. It was a gaze that a man

her

that time, Alfred was tender

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

her to a small bed in the adjacent room. It was a creaky old spring bed that made noise with

of the bedframe shook like a small boat in a storm while accompanied by

relationship before, but she wasn’t skilled

was dominating in bed, and he

the commotion, so he ordered the bodyguards to stay away and stood. guard at the door himself for most

early morning, Melora woke up in Alfred’s

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

A husky male

didn’t dare to speak.

want to get up either. He rarely lost control like this. Moreover, there were many things left for him to resolve. Thus, he grabbed his watch

hour. There were some things he wanted to tell her right