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?”

figure me out; you’re nowhere near qualified!” Vincent pinched her soft chin

she was inhaling due to the pain, he kissed over her lips in a foreboding

to appear unfazed, and did not even show a hint of pain.

to face the consequences!” Vincent glazed over her beautiful body in a menacing manner. He proceeded to press his lips

how could she have forgotten the consequences of going against Vincent? She

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

let her go, “Such a slut; didn’t I satisfy you

she was relishing the success of her protest, but she was also in severe pain from

have hurt his pride as a man, but did he not

bed are nothing to flatter yourself over!” Leila gritted her teeth

could not suppress the unknown anger

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 by her side. She could

Deep breath!

let her off the hook. There was no way he would let anyone

better than a beast. This is our nature; let’s see

my wrath. You better think it over!” Vincent’s expression was stone cold. This woman used to always seem gentle and upright. But for some

can come up with? If I don’t care about her, what else can you do?”

I could care less as to whether you care about her, but I’m sure you care about your family name!” He adamantly believed that there was no way she

was right on the money; there was no

but she forgot the reason why she married him

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

way she could make him fall in love with her. She did not give him her virginity, so how could he possibly ever fall

father thinking, asking her to make Vincent fall in love

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

Leila’s wrist was in pain from his grip. It felt as though he was going to crush her

Leila did not show any sign of pain on her serene face. Her expression was so still that there was no way anyone could read what she

steaming from anger, his tone was exceptionally cold. Vincent stared at this woman who continued to

man always

his breath. As she calmed down, she began to

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

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

on the floor for a while. Then she pushed against the walls and took deep breaths to slowly help herself off the

car engine start. Leila smirked; to think, this man left by himself first and left her to this forsaken place where it would not be easy to