Crystal's One Night of Love

Henry drove back to the condominium, but Crystal was not there.

He flung all the doors open in search of her. “Crystal!”

Alas, all the rooms were empty.

Just when he was about to go downstairs to look for her, the click of the front door opening. drifted into the air. On the heels of that, Crystal stepped in.

It was a night during autumn, so she had put on a jacket before heading out.

The jacket was oversized-his baseball uniform during university. It looked incredibly mesmerizing on Crystal, especially when it bared her fair and slender legs.

Henry’s brows were creased deeply.

There were only two more days to go, and his nerves were stretched taut. He was afraid that something would happen to her.

Consequently, his tone was inexorably harsh. “Where did you go?”

Crystal was promptly taken aback.

A long moment later, she answered softly, “I cooked a lot of food tonight, but you didn’t come home for dinner, so I fed it to the puppy downstairs.”

Henry’s expression remained as grim as ever.

His eyes were fixed on her, his voice hoarse. “Don’t go running around these two days.”

With that said, he went into the study.

He needed to calm down as he was too tense. While he wanted to be amicable, it was simply too difficult to do so when the success or failure of things would come to light in another two days.

The lights were all turned off in the study.

He sat there and smoked quietly, wondering how the passing of time would correspond in real life compared to his dream.

Worry for Crystal beleaguered him.

At the same time, he was also concerned about their third child.

It was a girl, and he gave her the name Aurora Miller because he wanted her to be as noble as a princess upon birth.

His emotions were a turbulent mess, leading to the ashtray on the table overflowing with cigarette butts.

All of a sudden, the door swung open with a creak.

and made her way to him under the illumination of the dim light, settling. herself into his arms. She plastered herself against him ingratiatingly. Hugging him

and

do anything

in a bad mood, but when such a soft and delicate girl threw herself into his arms, he could not stop his

actually wearing a silk nightgown.

voice so raspy that it was

kissed him on

kissed him time and again, her voice coming a little

her slender

there was also a ball of stress on

to vent his

the woman in his arms was

head and sought her lips. Crystal was somewhat lost, her ruby lips parted a fraction. Seizing that opportunity, he invaded her

Crystal mewled, sounding just like a kitten.

over to the couch and kissed

juncture, he abruptly

beautiful under the dim lights. Staring at him with a gentle look, she purred. “Didn’t you say I’m yours, Henry? Since we’re destined to be together, why don’t we make things official now?”

but she was no

was always where

her the sum of his wealth, she did not doubt his love for her at

her, his Adam’s apple bobbing seductively.

the end, impulsiveness

intimate. for the first time in the real world. In his dream, however, he bedded her four years

of intimacy, Crystal went out like a light as her young

eluded Henry.

leaving something that would make life bearable for Crystal

was late at night, but

to handle the subsequent matters.

and had it delivered

lifted the covers and slipped into

had he settled down than Crystal groggily turned around and wrapped her arms around his neck, whining, “Where

some important matters.” The man’s voice

his arms, Crystal rubbed against him lightly.

plastered herself against his chest and murmured, “It

Stroking her head,

was quite

only sleep with her in

Henry said nothing.

threw her head back and looked

slipped a cold diamond ring onto her ring finger. The size was just

for