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.

sturdy, bronze-skinned chest, layered with a sheen of seductiveness under the warm, yellow lights

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

the bathroom. With her round eyes, she

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 looked into

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

arms

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

know what to do in such a situation. She didn’t know whether her

silence. His dark and bright eyes

for you is to look for someone else. I’ll be grateful as long as you leave a clean and untainted

and his expression turned dark and

from the floor before escaping

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 you

was embarrassing to death, and her whole face was flushing

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

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

his dick amidst a dense, black forest, and in shock, her mouth shaped into an ‘O’. While she

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

and it was also her first time to look at a man like this. He had honey, golden complexion, a close-to-perfect body proportion, and a little Vincent

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

a breath. Her wide, teary eyes stared at him angrily in embarrassment while her face flushed redder

was also flustered from being unable

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

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 as a barrier between their bodies and subconsciously closed her eyes to her cover up her worry and

released a scream, though it was muffled and her

gloomy instantly before he slowly revealed a satisfied,

your eyes!” He ordered in a low

opened her eyes and met his burning, blazing black pupils again. He said faintly, “I hate

face was burning hot at this point, and right at the moment he released her, she

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. Then, he turned and

as red as a tomato. She took a deep breath after escaping

the suit in a special dry-cleaning machine, then started to handwash his

her

her husband’s clothes before, but she had never thought that the man would be Vincent White. It felt like she was

came, and it concealed a particular

own. After draining it with