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?”

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

was inhaling due to the pain, he kissed over her lips in a foreboding manner. His teeth bit down ferociously on her lips, which made her feel unbearably painful.

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

glazed over her beautiful body in a menacing manner. He proceeded to press his lips behind her ears, then bit down on

forgotten the consequences of going against Vincent? She asked in a trembling

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

Vincent suddenly let her go, “Such a slut; didn’t

her protest, but she was also in severe pain from loneliness.

pride as a man, but

nothing to flatter yourself over!” Leila gritted her teeth and

anger he felt inside him. How could he possibly let a woman like her ruin his pride as a

we do it again, 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 by her side. She could clearly see the contempt in

Deep breath!

abyss; even his tone was full of anger. Looking at the time, if it wasn’t for his meeting appointment later, he would definitely not let her off the hook. There was no way he would let anyone trample over his pride. “Hmph! Even if you wanted to do it again, I wouldn’t want to touch you! You’re too dirty, you’re a cheap whore! No, you’re not even worthy to be called

a beast. This

gentle and upright. But for some reason, right now, an inexplicable feeling seemed to radiate from her. Did he really have her on a leash under his

with? If I don’t care about her, what else can you

sure you care about your family name!” He adamantly believed that there was no

on the money; there was no

and rebellious, but she forgot the reason why she married him in the first place. At this very moment, she

wife. Let me and my sister go, will you? Let’s get divorced!”

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

make Vincent fall

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

Leila’s wrist was in pain from his grip. It felt

expression was so still that

anger, his tone was exceptionally cold. Vincent stared at this woman who continued to defy him. The two of them were so close together that his exhaled breath fell right on her tiny white face.

this man always

avoid his breath. As she calmed down, she began to notice the

backwards, but he

was in no hurry to head to the office. He lit a cigarette as he stood by his Bugatti. The white smoke encircled the air

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

her bag and headed downstairs. The second she arrived, Vincent brushed past her in large strides, and then she heard the car engine start. Leila smirked; to think, this man left by himself first and left her to this forsaken place where it