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

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

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 on

the clothes in her arms fell amidst his attack. Vincent licked and sucked on her lips, then suddenly looked into her

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 side to avoid

had his arms wrapped

as soon as her hand touched his chest which was burning, she retracted her

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

her in silence. His dark and bright eyes reflected

the truth, then my answer for you is to look for someone else. I’ll be grateful as long as you leave a clean and untainted bed

and his expression turned dark and

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

her and helped her

whole face

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

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

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

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

satisfied with what you are seeing?” Vincent smirked, reaching out his hand to hold Leila’s chin tightly. The friction from his rough fingertips on her skin caused

him angrily in embarrassment while her face flushed redder uncontrollably, “Get your hands

being unable to break free of

reddened face, his warm breath fanning her face. His dark, burning eyes never left her face for

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

muffled and her body tightened because of the pain. There were even tears

before he slowly

eyes!” He ordered in a low

blazing black pupils again. He said faintly, “I hate pretentious women. Since you looked

at

the sight of her who left in a hurry, 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

downstairs in a breath, and her face was now as red as a

special dry-cleaning machine,

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

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

the dry-cleaning machine came, and it

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 wrung it dry, ironed it before leaving it