A Moment in Destiny

Leila felt uncomfortable under his gaze, and now that he looked enigmatic, she could only hope for the best, “Vincent, I’ll get you some tea!”

After she spoke, she hurried into the kitchen without waiting for his reply. She made a cup of tea, placed it on a beautiful tray, came back and put it on the table, “Vincent, please have some tea!”

Vincent glanced at the teacup on the table with a clear, cold gaze. Suddenly, he looked up sharply, and his stare made Leila slightly afraid of what would happen next.

Did it mean that it was only Vincent and her who would be in this huge White Residence tonight?

“I, I’ll go and prepare the bathwater for you.” Then, she ran upstairs, leaving again. The bedsheet in the master room had already been changed, but upon thinking that another woman had slept on this bed, Leila could not help but get goosebumps all over her body.

After Leila cleaned and filled the bathtub with water, she turned around and saw a slender figure standing by the bathroom door.

“Ah—” It startled her. Did Vincent not make any sound when he walked?

Leila’s hands trembled a little. She looked up and instantly looked down again, “Vincent, the bathwater will be ready soon!”

However, Vincent just looked at her. His dark eyes were just staring at her.

Leila could not help but murmur, “Are you not going to shower?”

Vincent just stared at her in silence.

She moved back into the corner, raised her hand to her forehead and said with difficulty, “You just came back from a business trip. You will feel better after taking a bath!”

Without a word, he began to remove his tie, took off his blazer and threw it directly to her. Leila could only catch the blazer, followed by the tie and dress shirt thrown to her.

She walked towards the door, wanting to leave the space for him.

“Vin—” He blocked her path.

Leila wanted to say something, but upon seeing his dark expression, she could only shut up.

When he was silent, she realized that he had an intriguing aura capable of arousing fear in others.

However, she was even more afraid of him when he smiled because she felt that it was far more tarrying than when he had a dark expression on his face.

She had a pair of slippers on and was standing before Vincent, who was also wearing home slippers. Even with that, her height only reached somewhere slightly under his chin, and it made her feel a strange sense of oppression.

With his clothes in her arms, she wanted to leave the bathroom, but he stood at the door and blocked her way.

chest, layered with a sheen of seductiveness under the

to the laundry room to wash your clothes!” She gave him an excuse in hopes that he would

about to leave but was pulled back by him. It caused Leila to lose her balance and fell to the left side of the bathroom. With her round eyes, she threw him a glare. His action frightened her,

blank, but her lips were warm. She didn’t know how to explain the feeling, and the clothes in her arms fell amidst his attack. Vincent licked

allowed him to kiss her again. Finally, she realized what was happening and quickly turned her head to the

arms wrapped

her hand, wanting to push him back a little, but as soon as her hand

meant by being ready. She was ready, but right now, she didn’t really know

and bright eyes reflected her small

hear the truth, then my answer for you is to look for someone else. I’ll be grateful as long as you

and his expression

his arms from her, turned and picked up the clothes from the floor before escaping the scene. Due to her hurried footsteps, she

he approached her and helped her stand.

her whole face was flushing red,

pants too!” He spoke, and without hesitation, started to remove his belt, then all of the remaining pieces of clothes he

shock and roared in a low voice, “How can you do

amidst a dense, black forest, and in shock, her mouth shaped into an

a man’s private part looked like that. Leila’s pretty face was blushing red, and her round, bright eyes were flickering. Her instinct was to run, but she was too astonished to do

at a man like this. He had honey, golden complexion, a close-to-perfect

smirked, reaching out his hand to hold Leila’s chin tightly. The friction from his rough fingertips on her skin caused her to

suck in a breath. Her wide, teary eyes stared at him angrily in embarrassment while her face flushed redder uncontrollably, “Get your hands

she was also flustered from being unable to break free of his restraint at

to Leila’s reddened face, his warm breath fanning her face. His dark, burning eyes never left her face for a moment since the beginning, and then without warning, he lowered his head and locked lips

mouth with his tongue. With the clothes in her hands, Leila tried to use them as a barrier between their bodies

a scream, though it was muffled and her body tightened because of

and gloomy instantly before he slowly

your eyes!” He ordered in a

her eyes and met his burning, blazing black pupils again. He said faintly, “I hate pretentious women. Since you looked at me

hot at this point, and right at the moment he released her,

that came from within, he licked his lower lip as if to reminisce the gentle taste from earlier. Then, he turned and stepped into the bathtub, but he seemed to be stuck in

and her face was now as red as a tomato. She took a deep breath after escaping from a risky situation. They

in a special

sight of it, her face started burning again, which even extended to her

before, but she had never thought that the man would be Vincent White. It felt like she was truly his wife, and it was a habit

the dry-cleaning machine came, and it concealed a particular emotion

washed his boxer, and she did it with even more seriousness than when she was washing her own. After draining it with clean water about 20 times, then only did she