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 seductiveness under the warm, yellow lights

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

and fell to the left side of the bathroom. With her round

was against the wall, her mind was 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 and sucked on her

after a while, and it allowed him to kiss

his arms wrapped around her,

out her hand, wanting to push him back a little, but as soon as her hand touched his chest which was burning, she retracted her hand instinctively as if

he meant by being ready. She was ready, but right now, she didn’t really know what to do in such a situation. She didn’t know whether her preparation

her in silence. His dark and bright

to hear the truth, then my answer for you is to

his expression turned

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

but upon seeing her current state, he couldn’t 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 had on his face, “Why are

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

He spoke, and without hesitation, started to remove his belt, then all of the remaining pieces of clothes he had on in

eyes in shock and roared in

forest, and in shock, her mouth shaped into an ‘O’.

out 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 to run, but she was too astonished to do so and just stay

He had honey, golden complexion, a close-to-perfect body proportion, and a little Vincent that could not be ignored. Right

Vincent smirked, reaching out his hand to hold Leila’s

stared at him angrily

from being unable to break free of his restraint

never left her face for a moment since the beginning, and then

to hers, started to put in more force and took advantage of this opening to attack her mouth

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

gaze turned deep and gloomy instantly before

ordered in a

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

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

came from within, he licked his lower lip as if

a breath, and her face was now as red as a tomato.

head and placed the suit in a special dry-cleaning

black, and at the sight of it, her face started burning again, which even extended to her

never thought that the man would be Vincent White. It

buzzing sound of the dry-cleaning machine came, and it

tiny hands carefully 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