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!

and sat down on the sofa in a tired manner. Maybe he was too tired from having spent the entire afternoon

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

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

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

looked at her coldly; his eyes were sharply fixed on her distressed

“Yes!”

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

confusion. She looked at his eyes, then said softly,

now. Now, her last name was White, the

exposed and alluring. Her tiny face

say anymore and stood up. As he passed by her, he paused. He had a kinder look in his eyes,

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

mind was only filled with Vincent’s handsome face and his deep eyes as she watched him begin

was going to cook!

into the kitchen,

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

he frowned, turned around, and said, “Get

go take a rest!” She

her. With their distance pulled closer, she could hear him breathing and even count his eyelashes. Looking into his

a few seconds, then softened his expression and tone, then quickly said, “The only thing you have to do

trying to take care of her

and pink lips made Vincent unwittingly move closer to her. With his handsome face so close to her, Leila was frightened, and her slightly agape lips were suddenly sealed by

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.

against his wide, sturdy chest. In his domineering embrace, her struggle efforts were futile. His kiss was overbearing with a

pleasurable sensations made him let out a small grunt of satisfaction. As their bodies braced together, it was as though

kiss in a softer manner, and his

tremble, as

have thought that he’d step up his kissing game. First, he was kissing violently, then he turned gentle, and then finally, he became gentle with a hint

to tease and tempt her as

fingers weaved into her hair, and he felt her hair slither through his fingers like running water. His hands gradually began to

wide, which turned him on even more. His lips were like fire that ignited her. She pressed her hand against his chest

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

senses, she knew she had to escape his hand that grabbed her ass. She released