A Moment in Destiny

As she was suffocated by a huge billow of smoke, Leila burst into a fit of coughing, “Cough, cough…”

Her tiny frame resembled a pitiful rabbit, and the man who was below her body on the other hand exuded a royal and elegant temperament.

Vincent held her thin waist and felt a gentle touch, as if a silky smooth milk was flowing through his hand. His icy gaze were narrowed on her as he ventured into an unrelated question which sounded gentle yet cruel, “Leila, tell me, am I handsome?”

Leila paused briefly before nodding while gnashing her teeth.

“Do you want to marry me?” He followed up with another question.

She didn’t dare to meet him in the eyes because he felt too dangerous now. Her whole body had become stone as his hands continued their iron grip on her waist while his palms were rubbing the skin. She was beyond terrified, “Mr. White, please don’t say that. I beg you, don’t do this…”

Vincent laughed lightly but his smile was menacing. One of his hand dug into her bra, “Hmm, did anyone ever touch this part of you before?”

“No…” Leila fumbled to grab his wrist, but his hand had successfully enclosed one of her tiny yet mellow breasts, and his thumb was pinching the most sensitive spot of her breast. Her pinkish and soft nipple immediately became erect in no time. Leila was grabbing his wrist and trying to pull it off her skin, “Mr. Vincent, don’t do this, ugh… Mr. White, please don’t do this…”

Vincent devilishly pinched her sensitive spot, “Hmm… You are as lewd as your sister…”

“No—“ Leila was sobbing now as her body was trembling within the clasp of his hands. Vincent had buried both of his hands into her shirt, and his thumbs were fondling with her two sensitive nipples.

“No! You can’t do this, Mr. White. I don’t want that thing anymore! I beg you to let go of me!” She put up a mighty struggle as she didn’t want something like this to be done to her by him.

However, Vincent abruptly retrieved one of his arms and he used it to fling away her skirt before tearing off her panties.

“Ah…” His movements were violent and rough, and Leila’s tears almost broke free from her eyes. Her pitiful expression caused him to narrow his eyes.

Vincent stuck one finger into her private part, and when his finger reached a dead end, he couldn’t help but frown. He never thought that Macey’s little sister was still a virgin as his eyes continued to constrict dangerously. He looked like a leopard now with a strange expression on his face.

Leila felt a jot shoo through her body as her hand reached out to pry off his huge hands. How could he touch her there? Her face immediately turned blushing red, “No!”

“Look, you crave for me so much!” Vincent retrieved his hand and studied a moist film covering his fingers now. He said this with disgust and belittlement.

He pushed her abruptly, which caused Leila to fall back onto a study desk behind her. Her buttocks connected with the surface of the table and sent a jolt of pain through her body. This was so painful, but she couldn’t focus on that as she hastened to pull down the skirt which was pulled to her waist by him to cover up her private parts. After getting humiliated in such a way, she couldn’t stop her tears from falling anymore.

“Why are you crying? I didn’t even do anything to you yet, but you’re already all tears?” Vincent stood up as he probed.

Leila immediately widened her eyes with extreme fear as she shrunk back and tried to shove herself to a corner.

Her panties had been discarded to a faraway corner of the room. Yes, he didn’t do that to her yet, but he had humiliated her nevertheless. She bit her lips and tried to force back her tears.

a CD. He placed it into a player on the computer and spun around the monitor. He asked her, “Is this what you

upwards, and a

Oh…” It was her sister’s

while he was thrusting himself on her sister against a wall. The man was rhythmically swaying his hips

video, but she never laid eyes on the contents previously. Now that she had witnessed this, she was completely stupefied.

Leila scrambled forward in order to shut the video, but although the monitor went out, the sound was

is amazing…

his gaze as he

was feeling, and also due to her sister’s slutty voice and Vincent’s act

Vincent cracked

find that he was mocking her. Without being concerned with her

of his cruel and cold

do that! But I have

is that?” Leila swallowed hard.

“Marry me!”

She was startled.

He continued slowly, “You can choose to refuse my proposal. However, this video will become a sensation in the whole country tomorrow! It will become

a low voice,

the Hunter family would become a disgrace, and her sister’s real face as a “slutty woman” would resonate far and wide. With that being said,

her sister could never be happy anymore, how could Leila face her mother

it that scary at the notion

her head while watching him cautiously. His eyes were a blur of emotions, and she was biting her lips so that that blood almost flowed. Then,

This is a done deal.”

it that fast?” Leila gasped

with undecipherable emotion. He was raising his brows, “Is that not

made Leila feel like she was riding a roller coaster, and she could only shake her head hastily, “No, that’s

to meet his eyes because his eyes had turned into a sharp blade, threatening to pierce through her heart. She felt like she would be blown into

that will happen after our marriage!”

to keep your words?” She drooped her head and bit her teeth, not

suddenly sounded somewhere

was looming over her. He stretched out his arms naturally and wrapped them around her waist, and with a slight tug, she was in his embrace. He suddenly looked downwards, and his manly breath which had

Vincent to lock her within his embrace with his steely grip. She also discovered that by raising her head,

decided by me!” He looked

a trance. Vincent was really a demon who could cause any women to submit

roughest heart. He swooped down to press his lips on hers, with his tongue brushing past her half-agape

her and started to narrow his eyes again. He was staring at her without even blinking, and gradually, his gaze turned icy cold, as if he