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

couple, it was broad daylight,

by his actions. She raised her head to look

hoarsely, “There’s just something I want to

with one hand, then tied her wrists and

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

one knee before her and traced his finger across her face.

two fine bottles of red wine-the kind. that

was suitable for women.

off his blazer, revealing his

his long legs, he had an

filled two glasses. Thinking that he was going to force her to drink, Crystal bit her lip and said, “What do

the glass. “I want

that, he drank a

apple bobbed, making him look particularly

stared at

voice was sexy.

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

wine stained

the silk blouse she wore was damp and was tightly hugging her figure. It was very attractive to men. His lips were pressed against hers as he muttered, “Drink a little more,

and whimpered,

lips and made her drink its

refused, he coaxed her into drinking

and yelled.

red wine. Her fair skin was rosy. Her

couch. Her wrists were no longer

over to continue kissing

was

her ear and mumbled, “Who’s

Crystal was drunk.

Henry would not let her.

her arms around his neck in discomfort and choked out, “You’re more attractive than him.”

chin. “How far did you guys

by his own

he

kissed him back resentfully. “Henry, why did you stop

held her chin, stopping

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

and rolled down his face.

Crystal wanted to scream, but

muttered, “We kissed. That’s

pulled