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.

like the last time, he cradled her in his arms to reassure her, then gently teased her lips apart with his tongue and explored her mouth,

uneasy and wanted to resist.

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

her mind blank. All she could do was cling to his neck, and

kissed her until she went weak in the knees. She

had no idea why he treated her like this.

she started avoiding him.

not to see him. She

watched her retreating figure

teased, “You probably bullied

the way she nestled against him like a

knew he desired her. Even when dealing with Crystal’s affairs, he

it was possible for them

countless impossibilities, he wanted to see

when Henry made the significant decision to secretly send Skyler

the matter,

further. He knew how difficult

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 stop. “Mr. Lodge has an important meeting tomorrow morning. If he keeps drinking like this, he’ll embarrass himself!”

he pleaded for a long time, Melora finally agreed.

opened the door for her but didn’t go inside. He whispered, “I’ll wait outside!”

the tiny and dimly lit room, it took a while for Melora’s vision to

on the couch with several bottles of red wine in front of him. When

drink anymore,” she said, stepping forward to grab his hand and prevent him from

eyes bloodshot. After a long silence, he

Melora refused

on the carpet, gathering up the

she was playing house. It

wasn’t

carefully. During this difficult time, it felt like they

was hoarse as he said, “Melora,

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, he’d have to take responsibility, no matter how difficult it

his words

he had already

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

uttered, sounding

her

wanted, for his gaze held both desire and possessiveness.

and then, he took her

was

his inhibitions to be tossed out the window, and

the adjacent room. It was a

bedframe shook

a relationship before,

and he

away and stood.

woke

body ached, but it was a pleasant

husky male voice came from above

dare to

Alfred didn’t want to get up either. He rarely lost control like this. Moreover, there were many things left for him to resolve.

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