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.

dim light, settling. herself into his arms. She plastered herself against him ingratiatingly.

a young girl and

do anything wrong,” she

delicate girl threw herself into his arms, he could not

She’s actually wearing a silk nightgown.

voice so raspy that it was

her head back, Crystal kissed him

him time and again, her voice coming a little breathlessly. “Are you still mad,

her slender waist lightly.

from desire, there was also a ball of stress

way for a man to vent his stress was to

woman in his arms was

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

to the couch and kissed her to his heart’s

the critical juncture, he

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

but she was

was always where

fact that he gave her the sum of his wealth, she did not doubt his love for her

at her, his Adam’s apple bobbing

the end, impulsiveness

the bedroom and the bed where they were intimate. for the first time in the real world. In his dream, however, he bedded her

a light as her young body could not withstand being

eluded Henry.

about leaving something that would make life bearable for Crystal

night, but he

to handle the subsequent

of that, he ordered the best diamond ring in Barnwood and had it delivered overnight. It was

in the morning, he lifted the covers

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

The man’s

into his arms,

against his

heart melted. Stroking her head, he coaxed, “It’ll pass

was quite demanding at times.

his hand, she tentatively and softly requested that he only sleep with

Henry said nothing.

back and looked up

slipped a cold diamond ring onto her ring finger. The

was stunned for a