A Moment in Destiny

Oh my god!

The clear water suddenly turned bloody red and was still steaming. The scalding hot water made her hand swell up instantly. Leila immediately began to run the clothes through cold water. By the time the water turned lukewarm and she retrieved the clothes, she was shocked.

The clothes had shrunk!

Why was she so unlucky? Why was it always her? Even if she sold herself, there was no way she could get enough to afford an Armani? Oh god, how could she possibly return this to Arthur?

She ruined the clothes!

Just by washing it!

But at least it was clean, so she hung it up to dry.

She was about to take a break when the school called and told her to meet up at the school on Monday. She was an intern right now; her paperwork at the Overseas Chinese Affairs Office was still pending, so everything had to wait until she got her graduation certificate in July.

She took an afternoon nap. By the time she woke up, it was late in the evening, she didn’t even know what time it was.

She looked around until she heard an engine roar from the yard. She turned on the lights, and saw Vincent get out of his Bugatti.

She was still stunned; he had returned! In the afternoon, who knew what he and her sister discussed. Thinking about this, she suddenly felt an ache in her heart.

Vincent had finished his dinner with Arthur; as he drove in, he noted there were no lights in the house. He thought that Leila wasn’t home, until he saw a light suddenly turn on upstairs.

He looked up in that direction and saw the tiny figure by the window. He was expressionless. Then, he headed toward the house!

Leila seemed to have noticed him looking up at her direction.

She balled up her hair and headed downstairs.

“Mr. White…” Leila shouted in a soft tone.

“Here!” He replied, looked at his watch, and raised an eyebrow. “You didn’t eat yet?”

Leila nodded and quickly replied in panic, “I took a nap; have you ate yet? I thought you were going on a business trip?”

She asked a whole string of questions; Leila suddenly realized that she was too wordy!

coat and hung it up. He turned around and sat down on the sofa

quietly; then she turned to fetch a glass of water. “Want a drink of

one gulp, then handed her the empty glass. He then looked up at her in a slightly cold manner and said, “Did you go in the office

Though she felt a bit ill, she didn’t show it. She spoke lightly, “My sister asked

his voice and looked at her coldly; his eyes

“Yes!”

she told you to go die, would you?” He nearly shouted; he pursed his lips

in confusion. She looked at his eyes, then said softly, “My last name is

did not forget that she was married to him now. Now, her last

curves were exposed and alluring. Her

As he passed by her, he paused. He had a kinder look in his eyes, but for some reason, it gave Leila the creeps. “Good, I

slightly pulled away. She always felt more nervous whenever they’re too close. And

kitchen. Leila looked on as he took something out of the fridge. Suddenly, her mind was only filled with Vincent’s handsome face and his deep eyes as she watched

was going

the kitchen, “Mr. White, let me

in the afternoon, and it was nine o’clock at night already. Did he

was still washing the vegetables, then he frowned, turned

cook, you go take a rest!” She

distance pulled closer, she could hear him

and serious. He took a few seconds, then softened his expression

redder. Was he trying to take care of her because she was

her slightly agape lips were suddenly

faint, pleasant smell of tobacco smoke. She was enshrouded by his aura. Her eyes widened in surprise as he reached his tongue into her mouth and tingled at her lips. She wanted to fight it, but his large hand behind her head fixed her in place. “No…

pushed against his wide, sturdy chest. In his domineering embrace, her struggle efforts were futile. His kiss was overbearing with a strong desire. Her lips turned red and swollen

satisfaction. The pleasurable sensations made him let out a

a softer manner, and his lips softly

tremble, as her eyes started to become hazy

kissing game. First, he was kissing violently, then he turned gentle,

feathers brushing against her lips. His tongue continued to tease and tempt her as

hair slither through his fingers like running water. His hands gradually began to circle down to her back, then further down.

Leila’s eyes became wide, which turned him on even more. His lips were like fire that ignited her. She pressed her hand against his chest to

her chest rose and fell quickly. But her lips were tightly sealed

to struggle. With the last ounce of her senses, she knew she had to escape his hand that grabbed her ass. She released her hold against his chest, but then