A Moment in Destiny

Silently, compassion stirred in his heart, and he suddenly had the urge to rub her into his body. But he didn't do anything!

He continued to irritate her, "Why are you crying? I'm not doing anything to you. If you cry and I don't do something about it, the others will think I'm bullying you! In order to substantiate this accusation, I'm going to molest you in the office!"

Rae was instantly stunned, her tears froze and stagnated in her eyes. A teardrop rolled inside her big eyes for a long time before rolling down her face as she looked at Marcel, who stood up and walked over, in a daze.

He was wearing a grey shirt today with a white trimmed collar and black buttons. The shirt was figure flattering, wrapping around his sturdy body. His waist was tightly cinched by a black belt that made him appear taller and set his figure off to advantage. His hair was short, but it made him look in good spirits; his angular, manly face was tinged with a touch of teasing and playfulness; his deep, dark pupils shone with a dazzling glow like the brightest stars of the night; his nose was as straight as a Greek sculpture, while his angular thin lips outlined the perfect curve.

Rae stared at Marcel's handsome face in shock. When he stopped in front of her, she suddenly held her breath, her heart pounded wildly and two shades of pink crept onto her cheeks. She immediately stood up and prepared to run away.

But the moment she was ready to leave, he had grabbed her slender waist and hooked her entire body over––

Rae instantly knocked into his sturdy arms, and she was so shocked that she exclaimed, "Ah––"

Marcel's hand suddenly covered her lips, stopping the sound she was about to let out.

He put on an evil smile, as if he was sure she wouldn't dare to speak up in the office.

With his hand still covering her lips, he leaned closer to her and whispered, "Rae, you're the most conflicted woman I've ever met. You usually act like you have a sense of justice, but at crunch time, you actually pull strings for yourself!"

Rae struggled, but he confined her to his arms.

Rae vaguely felt that he seemed to have an inexplicable hatred for her, and the grip on her waist was so strong that he seemed to want to break her waist.

She wriggled uncomfortably and tried to break away from him, "Let go of me!"

"Rae!" Marcel called out to her coldly and sneered, "Rae, a so-called prude like you who usually looks as decent as a spinster is actually a woman who is slutty, active and good at seducing men behind the scenes!"

Suddenly, he pushed her down forcefully, pinning her to the couch and leaving no room for her to move.

Rae fell backwards onto the couch after being pushed, and she stared in shock at Marcel's face full of disgust.

At this moment, Marcel was like a Satan from hell, his whole body radiating hostility.

Tears gradually welled up in Rae's bright eyes and she opened her mouth, but not a single word could come out.

She was shivering with anger, when had she become that kind of woman?

Marcel suddenly approached her lips, and his remarks were provocative. "Rae, I've never been unable to get what I want. When I tried to have a one-night stand with you before, you acted like a woman who would rather die than defend your chastity. So why are you so indulgent with Raphael? Is he able to meet your demands? Is he able to satisfy you? You think you're a goody two-shoes?"

Rae bit her lips tightly and Marcel's words made her feel humiliated. At the same time, she also felt that Marcel sounded like a jealous man, like a husband whose wife had cheated on him, but she couldn't accept his insult to her.

Her delicate red lips turned miserably pale, her long eyelashes stained with a thin layer of water mist, staring blankly at the man in front of her.

How could she not let men feel compassion for her with such a vulnerable look?

But Marcel was even more annoyed, was she acting pathetic?

This wasn't the way she just lied, her stubborn look was tougher and more strong-willed than a martyr!

she was acting like a goody

think he wouldn't humiliate her if she cried like

looked forward to watching

and kissed Rae's lips

before she could open her mouth, he had already bitten her

"Ah––"

hurt so much that her scalp went numb. Finally, she stopped being silent and

slapping sound rang out in the

hands behind her back and lowered his head again, biting her lips

it reached Rae's throat and

with punishment. It wasn't until Rae's body softened from stiffness and stopped struggling that he released her violently. He curved the corners of his lips into a beautiful, evil curve. "Rae, I'm giving you one

mouth

a slap mark on his face that she had just

stared at him, and said coldly, "Marcel, I was wrong about you. You've gone too far in bullying people! You're the one who doesn't distinguish between public and private interests!

anyone's guess!" Marcel wasn't afraid of her threats at all, "I heard that your relationship with the Baxters is strained, do you think you can be the heir to the Baxter family now? It seems that Leonard has already

stunned instantly, had Leonard

wanted her to inherit the estate of the Baxter family, but Rae didn't treat him well at that time. Maybe as time went on,

questioned in a cold

had a clear slap mark. It could be seen how hard Rae had slapped him just now. This little woman actually dared to slap him, it seemed that

Rae couldn't help

board, but I can also be unscrupulous. Both of these go hand in

at Rae, and the contempt in his eyes made Rae almost think he had discovered

think you're noble when you do something villainous in the name of a gentlewoman! Rae, you're nothing!" Marcel's

and she just felt that what he said was

how could she

head, turned around and left, not intending

is definitely not as

not a hypocrite like you!" Standing in the doorway with her back to Marcel, Rae said word by word, "I used to think that Marcel was the most serious and professional police officer in this world, but I never thought that you're not qualified at

to think?" Marcel chewed on the words behind Rae. "I'm definitely a more professional cop than you are now. Rae, you're a cop who can't separate public from private, and you'll never be a good cop! You

label he put

and turned around, glaring fiercely at Marcel and threatening, "Don't think that you, as an outside commander with a few connections, can decide my life arbitrarily like this. I'm not threatened by you,

not a rabbit, you're a wolf! The wolf

was shivering

He wasn't Prince Charming; he was a

his mouth kept beaming with a smile at the corners. Suddenly, a wicked thought flashed through his mind and he said, "And you're a she-wolf! I look forward to taming you, a little

body jerked for a moment. These words, surprisingly, were like a boulder smashing into

Raphael or I'll tell the chief that you've concealed it privately.

the core, gritting her teeth and

suddenly burst out into laughter, "Uh! You're pissed off. You look pretty cute when you're

left resolutely, slamming the door

Marcel's smile froze instantly and turned into a frosty

the washroom, locked herself

time, she composed herself and went back to the

do anything, didn't leave the office, didn't work, and just

her, and she didn't know how the case was progressing! By the