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.

were pressed

it was broad daylight, and this was

raised her head

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

with one hand, then tied

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

on one knee before her and traced his finger across her

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

suitable for women.

blazer, revealing

around his thin waist, and coupled with his long legs, he had

the wine bottles and kneeled 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

gently swirled the glass. “I want to

that, he drank a quarter

bobbed, making him look particularly

at him.

Her voice was sexy.

did not want it, so she raised her head to resist him. Yet, the man

stained her fair skin.

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

couldn’t take this and whimpered, “Don’t do this,

by her lips and made her drink

she refused, he coaxed

cried and yelled.

later, Crystal looked as if she had been soaked in red wine. Her fair skin was rosy. Her lips

the couch. Her wrists were no

to

was unfocused.

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

Crystal was drunk.

but Henry would not

arms around his neck in discomfort and

down to her chin. “How far

was stunned by his own question.

the question he

“Henry, why did

her chin, stopping

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

on Henry’s forehead and rolled down his

wanted to scream, but he held her waist and repeated

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

pulled her