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.

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

to the laundry room to wash your clothes!” She gave him

by him. It caused Leila to lose her balance and fell to the left side of the bathroom. With her round eyes, she

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 and sucked on her lips, then suddenly

to come back to her senses after a while, and it allowed him to kiss her again. Finally, she realized what was happening and quickly turned her head to the

his arms wrapped

as soon as her hand touched his chest

she didn’t really know what to do in such a situation. She didn’t know whether her preparation was right or

in silence. His dark and

is to look

was mad, and his expression turned dark and

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

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

and her whole face was flushing red, “I’m going

remove his belt, then all of the remaining pieces of clothes he had on in

shock and roared in

shaped into

that 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

look at a man like this. He had honey, golden complexion, a close-to-perfect body proportion, and a little Vincent that could not be ignored. Right now, it was erected, standing tall

with what you are seeing?” Vincent smirked, reaching out his hand to hold Leila’s chin tightly.

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

also flustered from being unable to

fanning her face. His dark, burning eyes never left her face for a

put in more force and took advantage of this opening to attack her mouth with his tongue. With the clothes in her hands, Leila tried to use them

was muffled and her body tightened because of

turned deep and gloomy instantly before he slowly revealed a satisfied,

He ordered

said faintly, “I hate pretentious women. Since you looked at me daringly, you need to

Leila’s face was burning hot at this point, and right at

With the madness that came from within, he licked his

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

the suit in a special dry-cleaning

of it, her face started burning again, which

would be Vincent White. It felt like she was truly his wife, and it was a habit of hers to

came, and it concealed a particular emotion

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 wrung it dry, ironed