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

She gave him an excuse

the left side of the bathroom. With her round eyes, she threw him a glare. His action frightened her, and when she

explain the feeling, and the clothes in her arms fell amidst his attack. Vincent licked

to kiss her again. Finally, she

his arms wrapped around her,

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

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 was right

silence. His dark and bright eyes reflected her

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

mad, and his expression turned

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

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

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

He spoke, and without hesitation, started to remove his belt, then all

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 was

eyes

like this. He had honey, golden complexion,

to hold

but suck in a breath. Her wide, teary eyes stared at him angrily

she was also flustered from being

burning eyes never left her face for

was initially only pressing his lips to hers, started to 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

and her body tightened because of the pain. There were

before he

your eyes!” He ordered

again. He said faintly, “I hate pretentious women. Since you looked at me daringly, you

point, and right at the moment he released her, she dashed outside as

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 earlier. Then, he turned and stepped into the

face was now as red as

a special dry-cleaning machine,

it, her face started burning again, which

the man would be Vincent White. It felt like she was truly his wife, and it was a habit

the dry-cleaning machine came, and it

did it with even more seriousness than when she was washing her own. After draining it with clean water about 20 times,