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

was broad daylight,

raised her head to

and said hoarsely, “There’s

one hand, then tied her wrists and threw her onto the soft couch.

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

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 intoxicated but not quite.

suitable for

off his blazer, revealing his white

his thin waist, and coupled with his long legs, he had an appearance

Thinking that he was going to force her to drink, Crystal bit her lip

“I want to

a quarter of the

bobbed, making him look

at him.

voice was sexy.

her mouth, feeding her the fragrant wine. Crystal did not want it, so she raised

red wine stained her fair

to men. His lips were pressed against hers as he muttered, “Drink a little more, and I’ll start asking.”

take this and whimpered, “Don’t do

held the glass by her lips and

coaxed

cried and yelled.

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

back on the couch. Her

to continue

was unfocused.

of her ear and mumbled, “Who’s more attractive? Robert, or me?”

Crystal was drunk.

to sleep, but Henry would not let

in discomfort

chin.

was stunned by his own question.

the question he had wanted to ask

“Henry, why did you

chin, stopping her from moving.

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

on Henry’s forehead and

Crystal wanted to scream, but he held her waist and

her eyes and muttered, “We

pulled her closer.