Chapter Eighty One As they held hands, their fingers interlaced with the ease of familiarity, Crystal leaned in closer, her lips softly brushing against Henry's cheek. His heart skipped a beat, and he turned to meet her lips with a tender and longing kiss. Their embrace was filled with a sweet urgency, as if time stood still just for them.With a delicate touch, Crystal ran her fingers through Henry's chestnut hair, sending shivers down his spine. His hands traced the contours of her face, memorising every curve and angleHenry gently cupped Crystal's face in his hands. A tender smile touched his lips as he leaned in, capturing her in a long and passionate kiss. It was as if time had stopped, and they were the only souls left on Earth. Their lips moved in harmony, dancing to an unspoken melody that only they could hear.The sensation was electric, sending shivers down Henry's spine, yet he couldn't get enough. His heart beat wildly in his chest, each thump echoing the rhythm of his f
Chapter Eighty Two"You know, Crystal," he said, his voice gentle and tender, "I've never felt this way about anyone before. Being with you feels like coming home after a long journey."A shy smile danced on Crystal's lips, her heart quickening its pace. "I feel the same way, Henry. You make me so happy."As darkness gradually wrapped its arms around the park, Henry leaned closer, and Crystal's pulse quickened with anticipation. Their lips met, and time seemed to stand still. Kissing had become a familiar pleasure between them, a language of love they both understood. But tonight, after their lips parted, Crystal felt a weight on her heart She took a deep breath, gathering the courage to speak her truth. "Henry, there's something I need to talk to you about," she began, her voice barely above a whisper.Concern flickered in Henry's eyes as he gently held her hand. "Of course, Crystal. You can talk to me about anything."Crystal drew in another breath, the words stumbling as she sea
Chapter Eighty Three "Follow me " Was the only thing Henry told Stella and she followed him home like a sheep despite being angry because he is the one that gives her the money and designer things she flaunts. "I know you're angry but she is just some club stripper that tried to drug me and I am now horny. Let us have some fun and I promise to buy you those Dior and Louise Vuitton bags and shoes you saw on social media and you like them " Henry said even though he is completely broke , he just wanted to satisfy his cravings and he will say anything to do that. "Okay but promise me " she said and he smirked as he dragged her to his bed and started undressing her.His fingertips sensuously played between her splayed thighs. Drawing out her wetness, he made her moan in her throat and toss her head back helplessly against the pillow. At first he went after her to make Elijah angry but then he now enjoys having fun with her and besides he is horny and he can't help it when she looks swe
Chapter Eighty Four "No. Now it’s my turn to torture you,” she said sheepishly as he made an effort to garb her ass and usehis to tongue to do what he know how to do best with it when she pushed me under her.he obediently lay on his back as she greedily took in his magnificent body with her eyes. From head to toe, while he did the same from this angle , appreciating the rare beauty ,a masterpiece he badly wanted to memorise.Eyes narrowed,he crossed his hands behind his head and let her touch me , like a prince being pampered and tended to.he am hers and what an honour it is if she wants to go ahead and pleasure me.She bit her bottom lip while her breasts throbbed for his touch and the place between her legs pricked with wanting. Her hands stroked his abs leisurely and pectorals and round, hard biceps, and then trailed downward to cups rather mesmerising hardness…those weren't his words. When two werewolves connect like this,we tend to read each other's feelings, intentions and nee
Chapter Eighty Five Amidst the dimly lit room, the young stripper, Crystal, nervously adjusted the strap of her stiletto heels, her heart pounding in her chest like a wild drum. The aroma of cigar smoke lingered in the air, dancing with the soft melodies of jazz that played from a hidden corner. She had never ventured into such perilous territory before, but her mission demanded it, and there was no turning back now.Crystal's deep green eyes darted around the room, searching for any signs of potential danger. It was an exclusive club, known only to the most powerful and influential members of the city's underworld. Tonight, she was here for one reason - to meet the notorious mafia boss, Godfather Roberto .With each step she took towards the dimly lit table at the back of the room, the tension in the air grew thicker. Her hand gripped the flash drive in her pocket, the small device that held the secrets capable of destroying 's empire. Her heart pounded loudly in her ears as she ap
Chapter Eighty Six In the elegant office of the bank manager, the atmosphere was tense as Henry’s grandfather, a seasoned and respectable grandfather, stood before the impeccably dressed financial expert. His face was flushed with anger, and his hands trembled slightly as he gripped the edge of the manager's desk."Outrageous! Absolutely outrageous!" he bellowed, his voice resonating through the room. "You're telling me my grandson, Henry, spent 10 million dollars in Las Vegas without a reasonable explanation? What kind of nonsense is this?"The bank manager, Mr. Peterson maintained his composed demeanour, but there was an underlying unease in his eyes. "I understand your frustration, Grandmaster" he replied, trying to pacify the agitated grandfather. "We've been trying to reach him, but he's been unresponsive. It's imperative that we address this matter promptly."Henry’s grandfather paced back and forth in the manager's office, his mind racing with concern and worry for his grands
Chapter Eighty Seven In a lavish and executive boardroom, the long mahogany table was adorned with crystal glasses and fine china, befitting the occasion of the highly anticipated business meeting. The air was charged with tension, as the mafia boss, Elijah "The Boss" Elijah, sat at the head of the table, exuding an aura of power and authority. His piercing eyes surveyed the room, his every move calculated, and his every word measured. To his right, the state governor, John Anderson, appeared composed but with a hint of anxiety, knowing the implications of the meeting could reshape the course of their respective futures.The governor cleared his throat, breaking the silence that had engulfed the room. "Gentlemen," he began, "this meeting marks a turning point for both our organisations. The opportunity before us holds the potential to generate a trillion dollars in profit."Elijah leaned back in his plush leather chair, a faint smirk gracing his lips. "Indeed, Governor Anderson, b
Chapter Eighty Eight In a dimly lit large study tucked away in the heart of a sprawling mansion, Roberto, the Godfather of one of the most powerful mafia families, sat behind an intricately carved wooden desk. His stern face betrayed little emotion as he carefully observed the man standing before him, Elijah, his trusted and loyal mafia Boss.Roberto's deep voice resonated through the room as he spoke, "Elijah, my dear friend, the time has come for us to make a bold move against our enemies. You have proven your loyalty time and time again, and I trust you with this crucial task."Elijah's eyes met Roberto's, a mix of respect and anticipation glimmering in their depths. He knew that what Roberto was about to entrust him with was of paramount importance, a game-changer in their long-standing war with rival families.Wordlessly, Roberto reached into the pocket of his tailored suit and produced a small, inconspicuous flash drive. Its unassuming appearance belied the immense power it hel