Crystal's One Night of Love

There were quite a number of capable people at the university anniversary celebration.

However, the most capable individual present was probably Henry. Clementine wanted to ask him for a favor as well as get into his good books, but he had already left with Crystal.

In the car at the parking lot, Henry slowly buckled his safety belt before turning to look at Crystal.

Crystal was leaning back in her seat, the corners of her eyes slightly moist as she looked out the window.

Obviously, those videos made her emotional.

How could she possibly forget about her first love so easily?

Henry gripped the steering wheel. “Do you miss it?”

“No.”

“Then why do you look like you’re about to cry?”

Crystal could not answer him.

Henry tightened his grip on the steering wheel before finally stepping on the accelerator.

A while into their journey, Crystal realized that something was amiss. This was neither the way home nor the route to his office. She asked, “Where are you taking me to?”

“The condominium we used to live in.”

Crystal could guess what was on his mind, and she did not agree to it. “Henry, it’s been years since Robert and I dated. You can’t be unforgiving just because of that video.”

Henry did not speak.

When they reached a traffic light, he took out a cigarette and lit it.

“Crystal, I’m jealous.”

Crystal stiffened.

That was all Henry said before he refocused on the road and drove them to the condominium.

Crystal did not want to get out of the car.

Henry unbuckled his seatbelt, leaned in her ear, and whispered, “Do you want to get out yourself, or do you want me to carry you?”

Crystal was rather upset, so she walked ahead of him after they were both out of the car.

Henry slammed the car door shut before following her slowly, the cigarette still between his fingers. When they entered the condominium unit, Crystal turned around and asked, “Henry, what are you—” Before she could finish her sentence, he grabbed her thin waist and pinned her against the wall.

bodies were pressed

was broad daylight, and

startled by his actions. She raised her head to look at him. “Henry?”

hoarsely, “There’s just something I want to ask you!”

with one hand, then tied her wrists and threw her onto

couch. “Is this how you ask questions, Henry?” she asked

kneeled on one knee before her and

two fine bottles of red wine-the kind. that would render one

suitable

his blazer, revealing his white shirt underneath.

with his long legs, he

before her again. He elegantly filled two glasses. Thinking that he was going to force her to drink, Crystal bit her lip and said, “What do you want to know, Henry? I’ll tell you everything.”

swirled the glass. “I want to

a quarter

making him look

at

Her voice

took the opportunity to kiss her and explore her mouth, feeding her the fragrant wine. Crystal did not want it, so she raised her head to resist him. Yet, the man continued moving closer to her.

wine stained

was very attractive to men. His lips were pressed against hers as

and whimpered, “Don’t do this,

glass by her lips and made her drink its

she refused, he coaxed her into drinking the

and

she had been soaked in red wine. Her fair skin was rosy. Her lips

couch. Her wrists

over to continue kissing her.

gaze was unfocused.

the back of her ear and mumbled, “Who’s more attractive?

Crystal was drunk.

sleep, but Henry would not let

in discomfort and choked out, “You’re more attractive than

moved down to her chin. “How far did you guys go?”

was stunned by his own

was the question he had wanted to ask

kissed him back resentfully. “Henry, why

held her chin, stopping

and filled with desire. It had been a long time since

on Henry’s forehead and

hot Crystal wanted to scream, but he held her

opened her eyes and muttered, “We kissed. That’s

abruptly pulled her closer.