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

couple, it was broad daylight, and this was

She raised her head to look at him.

caressed her soft cheek and said hoarsely, “There’s just

tie with one hand, then tied her wrists and threw

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

and traced his finger across her face.

walked over to the wine cabinet and finally chose two fine bottles of

suitable

blazer, revealing his white shirt

wrapped tightly around his thin waist, and coupled with his long legs, he had an appearance that many

he was going to force her

“I

that, he drank a quarter of

apple bobbed, making

stared at

Her voice was sexy.

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

stained her fair

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

this and whimpered, “Don’t do

the glass by her lips and made her drink its content.

she refused, he coaxed her into

and yelled.

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

on the couch. Her wrists were

to continue

gaze was

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

Crystal was drunk.

Henry would

arms around his neck in discomfort and choked out, “You’re

kisses moved down to her chin. “How

by his own question.

the question he had wanted

kissed him back resentfully. “Henry, why did you stop kissing me?”

held her chin, stopping her from moving.

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

forehead and rolled down

was so hot Crystal wanted to scream, but he held her waist and repeated his question.

muttered, “We kissed. That’s

abruptly pulled her