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.

the dim light, settling. herself into his arms. She plastered herself against him ingratiatingly. Hugging him around the waist,

young girl and felt aggrieved

didn’t do anything wrong,” she

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

actually wearing a silk nightgown.

deliberate?” He toyed with the thin strap, his voice so raspy that it was as though he had swallowed hot sand, yet it sounded

kissed

voice coming a

slender

from desire, there was also a ball

best way for a man to vent his stress was

his arms was

her lips. Crystal was somewhat lost, her ruby lips parted a fraction. Seizing that opportunity, he invaded her mouth and kissed her. As their passions ran high, he tightened his arm around her waist and pressed

mewled, sounding just

last, Henry carried her over to the couch and kissed her to his heart’s

critical juncture, he

his arms and coaxed her tenderly. However, Crystal propped herself up. stunningly beautiful under the dim lights. Staring at him with a gentle look, she purred. “Didn’t you say I’m yours,

but she was no

that money was always

sum of his wealth, she did not doubt

down at her, his Adam’s apple bobbing seductively.

impulsiveness shattered reason.

the bed where they were intimate. for the first time in the real world. In his dream, however,

a light as her young body could not withstand being put through

sleep eluded Henry.

the condominium, racking his brain about leaving something that

at night, but

arranged for someone to handle

and had it delivered overnight. It was a pear-shaped, highly important diamond

o’clock in the morning, he lifted the covers and slipped

than Crystal groggily turned around and

The man’s

her head into his arms, Crystal rubbed

his chest and murmured, “It hurts

melted. Stroking her head, he coaxed,

was quite demanding

that he only sleep with her in this lifetime. As she spoke, she sounded

Henry said nothing.

she threw her head back

moment, the man slipped a cold diamond ring onto her

stunned for a