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.

gaze flickered subconsciously to his sturdy, bronze-skinned chest, layered with a sheen of seductiveness under the warm, yellow lights

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

her foot and was 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, and when she wanted to open her mouth to speak, his lips landed

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 lips,

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

his arms wrapped

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 it

ready. She was ready, but right now, she didn’t really know what to do in such a situation. She

and bright eyes reflected her

for you is to look for someone else. I’ll be grateful as long as

mad, and his expression turned

picked up the clothes from the floor before escaping the scene. Due to

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

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

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

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

shaped into an ‘O’. While she was screaming, she turned around and wanted to run away in

bright eyes were flickering. Her instinct was to run, but she

her first time to look at a man like this. He had honey, golden complexion,

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

wide, teary eyes stared at him angrily in embarrassment while her face

furious, she was also flustered from being unable to break free of his

never left her

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

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

instantly before he slowly revealed a

your eyes!” He ordered in a low

eyes and met his burning, blazing black pupils again. He said

at the moment he

Vincent furrowed his brows, whereas his eyes were gloomy. With the madness that came from within, he licked his lower lip as if to reminisce the gentle taste from earlier.

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

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

and at the sight of it, her face started burning

imagined washing her husband’s clothes 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 of hers to

came,

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,