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.

flickered subconsciously to his sturdy, bronze-skinned chest, layered with a sheen of

the laundry room to wash your clothes!” She gave

to lose her balance and fell to the left side of the bathroom. With her round eyes, she threw him

and the clothes in her arms fell amidst his attack. Vincent licked and

it allowed him to kiss her

had his arms wrapped

back a little, but as soon as her hand touched his chest which was

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

silence. His dark and

want to hear the truth, then my answer for you is to look for someone else.

mad, and his expression turned

the clothes from the floor before escaping the scene. Due to her hurried footsteps,

help but release a chuckle before he approached her and helped her stand. There was a hint of a smile on his face, unlike the usual gloom he

her whole face was flushing red, “I’m going to wash your

hesitation, started to remove his belt, then

and roared in a low

dense, black forest, and in shock, her mouth shaped into an ‘O’. While she was screaming, she turned around

was blushing red, and her round, bright eyes were flickering. Her instinct was to run, but she was too astonished to

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

out his hand to hold

breath. Her wide, teary eyes stared at him angrily in embarrassment while her

also flustered from being unable

His dark, burning eyes never left her face for a moment since the beginning, and then without warning, he lowered his

of this opening to attack her mouth with his tongue. With the clothes in her hands, Leila tried to use them as a barrier between their bodies and subconsciously

suddenly frowned and released a scream, though it was muffled and her body

gaze turned deep and gloomy instantly before he slowly

He ordered in

blazing black pupils again. He said faintly,

hot at this point, and right at the

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

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

her head and placed the suit in a special dry-cleaning machine,

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

that the man would be Vincent White. It felt like she was truly his wife, and it was a habit of hers to wash her husband’s

dry-cleaning machine came, and it concealed a particular

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