4. Sudden Marriage Proposal

As Henry Crawford said this afternoon, his men picked Emily up at her apartment. Right in front of her unit door.

That made Emily feel a little scared. The man who was going to date her tonight was no ordinary man. She was not afraid because she was sure that the man wanted to make love to her more than to take her life.

They had been in a relationship as a couple for several years. However, Henry's busy schedule as the next senator to replace his father who was currently a senator was what made them both take opposite paths.

However, Emily never bothered with that. When there were too many choices of men to share the romantic side with her. She did not seek and did not offer herself like a prostitute. Those men approached her, chasing her expensive attention from her precious time.

"Miss Emily, please follow me to the car. Mr. Crawford is waiting for you." The man wearing a black suit escorted Emily to the limousine in front of her apartment lobby door.

Emily wore a red silk dress with a low back and a halterneck that exposed part of her cleavage. The dress was ankle-length with a slit that reached halfway down her thigh. Her appearance was graceful and sexy, making all eyes that looked at her not blink as she strutted through the lobby of her apartment.

She got into the limousine alone. Hendry's man sat next to the driver's seat.

The car sped through the busy traffic. Emily stared at the lights of Chicago that had been turned on, illuminating the darkness of the night. She remembered her father, she had not heard from him for almost a month.

The busy trial schedule made her forget about the only family left in this world.

Emily's mother had passed away before them 2 years ago due to blood cancer that had reached stage 4. Both Emily and Attorney Lincoln, her father, had let go of the woman they loved so much. They could not bear to see their loved ones suffer because of the disease that was eating away at their bodies.

After 30 minutes of travel, Emily arrived at one of the skyscrapers in Chicago. She got out of the limousine and went straight to the elevator. Emily pressed the number 50, the floor where Henry Crawford's penthouse was located.

When the elevator door opened, the handsome man was standing in front of her. Emily laughed softly, she felt flattered that Henry picked her up to the elevator door. Maybe it was her bodyguard who had informed her master of her arrival.

"Good evening, Beautiful. You are so stunning tonight. I can't wait to enjoy this long night with you," said Henry Crawford while extending his right hand to Emily like a gentleman. He was wearing a black suit with a dark gray shirt underneath without a tie.

"Good evening, Henry. You are very handsome tonight. Are we really just going to have dinner at your penthouse? You are so neat," replied Emily while walking side by side with the man towards the super luxurious penthouse.

On the 50th floor which is the top floor of the skyscraper, there are only 2 penthouses. One belonged to Henry Crawford and he didn't know who owned the other because he had never met the owner of the super luxurious penthouse, who was clearly also a super rich person.

"We'll just be in my penthouse. I don't want to share the beautiful view of your body with anyone else." Hendry opened the door of his penthouse, inviting Emily to come in, then closed it again.

They walked hand in hand towards the dining table where so many luxurious dinner menus were served by the chef. A waiter stood beside the dining table to serve their dinner, a romantic dinner.

Emily just smiled at Henry when they were sitting side by side at the round dining table.

"Let's start dinner, Emily, dear. Please pour the champagne, Bernie!" said Henry elegantly.

They both clinked glasses and said 'cheers'. With great attention, Henry took the appetizer menu to Emily's plate, a shrimp avocado canape with cheese.

"This chef's cooking is really delicious, Henry," praised Emily after finishing the canape.

"Yes, he is indeed a rising star chef, have you ever heard of him... Chef Olaf Loubotin. He is an acquaintance of mine, a nice man and talented in the culinary field," said Henry, describing the chef who prepared their dinner.

"Let me get my own food, Henry. I don't want to bother you to serve me all the time," Emily snapped when Henry was about to get her the main course menu.

"Okay, go ahead, Em. Don't be shy," Henry replied with an amused grin.

Emily took a piece of grilled lamb chop with mashed potatoes and sautéed vegetables. It turned out to be very tasty, she would remember the chef's name, Chef Olaf Loubotin. Later she would ask Henry for his contact number if one day she wanted to have dinner with her father.

After dinner, Henry told the waiter to leave them both. He invited Emily to sit on the sofa while watching the television that was broadcasting domestic news. It was natural because he had to always be updated with socio-political news as the next senatorial candidate.

"Em, can I ask you something a bit serious?" Henry asked while embracing Emily's slender body beside him as they sat on the sofa.

"Just ask, Henry."

"Would you accept me if I proposed to you to be my wife?" said Henry in his melodious baritone voice.

Emily suddenly turned her head in surprise at Henry's question. She was stunned as if she couldn't believe what she heard.

"Did I hear you right, Henry? You want to propose to me as your wife?" Emily repeated.

Hendry smoothed Emily's long wavy brown hair to the left side of her face and kissed the crook of her neck that smelled of expensive perfume. "You heard me right, Em. I'm serious."

Emily slowly moved away from Henry's body. "I can't accept your proposal, Henry. I'm sorry ...," Emily answered with a flat expression. She really liked her freedom, getting married meant being tied to one man for the rest of her life. Even though she got bored easily. Divorce was not as easy as people thought and was not a solution if one day she got bored.

Hendry moved his body forward until he was on top of Emily's body who was lying on the sofa because she was pressed back. He stroked Emily's face with the back of his hand. "Why can't I? I can satisfy you in bed, Beautiful. Our status in society is also equal, of course we will be an ideal couple. You are beautiful and intelligent and have a brilliant career as a prosecutor, while I am a handsome and powerful man, the next senator candidate. What else makes you hesitate?"

Henry's lips traced Emily's jawline then down to her slender neck and continued down to the twin mounds that were rounded and full on the woman's chest.

The touch did make Emily feel a little floaty. However, she didn't want to have a husband anytime soon. She decided to be elegant, there was no point in answering Henry's offer head-on. It would get her into trouble in the future, Emily thought.

"Henry ... can we talk about it later. I want to enjoy this beautiful night with you. Is that okay?" Emily coaxed evasively.

The man certainly couldn't refuse Emily's request which felt like it was soaring his dreams. A charming woman invited him to make love, would he just let an opportunity like this pass him by, he thought.

Henry carried Emily's slender body to his bed. He would make sure the woman was satisfied and accepted his marriage proposal.

He took off his suit and shirt until his whole body was bare while looking at Emily who was smiling waiting for him on the bed. As far as he could remember, Emily was an active and fun bed partner, not the shy type and very experienced in treating a passionate man.

Emily let Henry's hands explore her body and took off her red dress that was so challenging. Her hands touched Henry's body with a soft caress from the back of his head down to his neck then Henry's muscular chest and stomach rose and fell seductively. Staring into the man's blue eyes while smiling seductively. They locked lips hungrily, intertwining each other's tongues while touching each other seductively.

Henry brought Emily's hand to touch the evidence of his passion that was so strong and ready to take her to the peak of their lovemaking tonight. He hissed at the touch of Emily's hand that was so soft and experienced. He felt he couldn't stand to unite the existing passion anymore. So he spread Emily's thighs with his knees and positioned his own in the woman's love hole.

"Emily ... are you ready?"