A Moment in Destiny

Leila grunted; her body was stiff from the pain, but she did not beg for mercy at all. She silently bore Vincent's violence without saying anything.

Her stubborn attitude provoked him even more, to the point that he violated her body even more ferociously.

His violence not only made her feel incredibly painful, but also feel as though her body was being tamed by him. While enduring his madness and punishment, Leila felt her dignity collapse. Each time he entered into her body. The slight tearing pain made her slightly frown, but she worked hard to put on a smile and continued to look at him, to not let him detect anything amiss.

After a long time, it all finally stopped.

Vincent got up and left without a word, as if repulsed by her. The fact she was not a virgin really affected him!

Leila struggled as she sat up on the pure, white sofa; there wasn’t any hint of blood. She cracked a smile on the corner of her lips. ‘Mr. White, you might be disappointed, but who says I am not?’

‘I was not your prostitute!’

‘I was not some woman you can just bully around; I had got my bottom line as well. Can’t I protest? Won’t you even allow me this simple act?’

She stood up and picked up the messy clothes off the floor. Her whole body was in pain; the pain between her legs was unspeakable, and the pain clearly showed on her pale face.

This was the husband and wife’s first night together; everything that needs to be done has been done. But there was no lingering look into each other’s loving eyes, nor any exchange of lifelong vows, nor any sweet talks underneath the moonlight; just the lingering resentment towards one another.

With that, he left with his anger, and she held onto her sorrow on the messy sofa, catching her breath. After a while, she laughed bitterly, and left staggered out the study.

Shower.

Change of clothes.

As she walked out the bedroom, she became directly faced with Vincent, who had nothing on but a towel at his waist, and his hair was still dripping wet. He gloomily stared at her.

Leila forced a slight smile from the corner of her lips and looked back at him.

Vincent’s lips formed into a graceful yet wicked arc, “The whorehouse must be referring to the Hunters, correct?”

“And yet, you insisted on marrying a bitch like me!” Leila feigned a smile, “Mr. White, just between you and me, we’re no better than the other!”

Upon hearing this, Vincent did not throw a fit nor get angry. His wicked smile remained, and a thought raced through his mind. He extended a hand and grabbed her chin. “What a woman! Then let’s make you even more of a bitch!”

Leila felt a chill down to her bones, but she still had her smile on and looked directly at Vincent, “You’re furious, but you still have some concerns. Tell me, Mr. White, what are you worried about? Is it my father’s fame and power?”

to figure me out; you’re nowhere near

her lips in a foreboding manner. His teeth bit down ferociously on her lips, which made her feel

and did not even show

back, you better make sure you’ve got the nerves to face the consequences!” Vincent glazed over her beautiful body in a menacing manner. He proceeded to press his

suddenly began to tremble; how could she have forgotten the consequences of going against Vincent? She asked in a trembling voice, “What, what are

on her earlobe and sucked. This mad torture suddenly made Leila felt a tingle down to her bones,

her go, “Such a slut;

protest, but she was also in severe pain from

hurt his pride as a man, but did he not

yourself over!”

roared and could not suppress the unknown anger he felt inside him. How could he

I won’t resist, but it’s true that your skills are laughable!” Leila put herself out there just to provoke him. Her tiny white hands were balled tightly

Deep breath!

way he would let anyone trample over his pride. “Hmph! Even if you wanted to

beast. This is our nature; let’s see who’s worse than the other?!” Leila snapped back.

anger me, but it’ll be Macey who’ll feel my wrath. You better think it over!” Vincent’s expression was stone cold. This woman used to always seem gentle and upright. But for

If

I’m sure you care about your family name!” He adamantly believed that there was no way she didn’t

money; there was no way she could ignore

but she forgot the reason why she married him in the first

impure and unfit to be your wife. Let me and my sister go, will you? Let’s

exhausted beyond expression. There was no way she could make him fall in love with her. She did not give him her virginity,

was father thinking, asking her to make Vincent fall in love

think that you can do whatever you want just because I’m being patient with you!” Upon hearing her suggestion to get divorced, his expression turned even grimmer than before. He grabbed her thin wrist and emphasized each word one by one, “I make the rules.

wrist was in pain from his grip. It felt as though he was going

pain on her serene face. Her expression was so still that there was no way anyone could

woman who continued to defy him. The two of them were so close together that his exhaled

man always this

down,

let her go; she fell backwards, but he made no motion

office. He lit a cigarette as he stood by his Bugatti. The white smoke encircled the air as he made a moody face

lips hard, Leila sat on the floor for a while. Then she pushed against the walls and took deep breaths to slowly help herself

engine start. Leila smirked; to think, this man left by himself first and left her to this forsaken place where it