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

broad daylight, and this

startled by his actions. She raised her head to look at

hoarsely, “There’s just something

tied her wrists and threw

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

one knee before her and traced his finger across her

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

was suitable for women.

off his blazer, revealing his white shirt underneath.

his thin waist, and coupled with his long legs, he had an appearance that many women were attracted

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

glass. “I want to hear the

that, he drank a quarter of the wine.

bobbed, making him

stared at him.

voice was

explore her mouth, feeding her the fragrant wine. Crystal did not want it,

stained her fair

attractive to men. His lips were pressed against hers as he muttered, “Drink a little more,

whimpered, “Don’t do this,

the glass by her lips and made her

he coaxed her into drinking

cried and

soaked in red wine. Her fair skin was rosy. Her lips were even slightly swollen from

on the couch. Her wrists were no longer restrained.

over to continue kissing

was unfocused.

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

Crystal was drunk.

but Henry would

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

down to her chin. “How far

was stunned by his

question he had

resentfully. “Henry, why

chin, stopping her from moving.

It had been a long time since she had expressed her

beaded on Henry’s forehead and rolled down

but he held her waist

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

pulled her closer.