A Moment in Destiny

"Vincent, I'm sorry! Just leave me alone and go find Leila! I'm sorry..." Pippa knew Vincent couldn't help her either, and she was the one who had been delusional about something, but no one could help her.

"Pippa!" Vincent understood his current situation, and as Miyamoto said, he was no match for them.

Pippa shook her head and gave Vincent a reassuring look before she was taken away by Miyamoto.

Pippa was forcibly taken to a remote but luxurious villa. The space was so spacious that she felt like she was in a royal palace, while the chandelier on the ceiling reflected a crystal clear and colorful light, but looked extremely incongruous with the cold and chill tone of the whole villa.

"Ouch…" She fell to the ground by accident and couldn't help but let out a muffled grunt. A stinging pain came from her knee, which should have been scrapped.

Miyamoto then untied his tie, walked to the couch and sat on it. His whole body exuded a domineering and cold aura, so cold that it was as if he was dooming a person to death.

His strapping body leaned lazily on the sofa while his slender frame was wrapped in a dark shirt with a slightly open collar, revealing his robust muscles. His finely chiseled, angular features were dignified with a touch of arrogance, and he just looked at Pippa.

Undeniably, he was handsome and charming, but his personality was so ruthless and evil that she was really afraid of him, a lot!

After so many years, Owen was already five years old, but in these five years, she had never really escaped his clutches. Whenever she escaped for a while, she would be caught back by him, or for the sake of her son, she fell back into his clutches. Fortunately, Miyamoto didn't really steal her son from her, and her son had been with Nora.

If she was destined to be entangled with him like this for the rest of her life, Pippa really didn't know what to do! Was it really necessary for her to die in order to leave this devil?

When she saw Miyamoto's icy eyes gazing at her unblinkingly, she unconsciously felt herself trembling

"You're afraid?" Miyamoto opened his thin lips slightly. His somewhat husky voice was full of charm like a ghost, yet chilling.

"I didn't." Pippa stood apprehensively. Despite the fact that her heart was trembling to the core, she struggled to make herself shake her head while tears welled up in her eyes.

Miyamoto glanced at her disdainfully, radiating a dangerous and appalling aura, and he snorted coldly, "That's for damn sure, Pippa, since you dared to tell me yourself that you don't love me and love another man, you should have the guts to bear my wrath, shouldn't you? How could you possibly be afraid?!"

Pippa's expression froze, not wanting to beat around the bush with him anymore, she asked directly, "Miyamoto, what exactly did you bring me here for?"

"Bed-warming!" His dark hawk-like eyes narrowed, like the Satan of the evil world, as he approached her step by step. "What else can I ask you to do except to be my bed-warmer?"

Pippa's heart sank and her voice trembled unconsciously. "No! I don't love you, and I'm not a whore!"

still remember what I told you before?" Miyamoto vigorously grabbed her chin with his coarse fingers. His strapping

make you

the corners of his lips, the fear

away vigorously and cried out in agitation. "Let me

see her show fear to him. The more fear she felt, the more he

now on, you can't and won't take half a step away from my

straight into hers, and the evil smile on his lips that looked like he wanted to destroy the world

restrict my freedom!" Pippa met his eyes indignantly, her voice

So you think I wouldn't do that?" He clamped down on her, a cold smile spreading across his handsome

Gentle?!

was bruised and battered every time she

so weak in the face of the man's great strength. In the end, she could only be clamped down by him,

into her abruptly blanched face, looking

and bloodthirsty face in front of her, the fear in

Miyamoto's mouth curled into a

clenched her teeth and gazed into his smiling, sinister pupils. When she took a step back, he took a step forward until she was cornered

edge of the bed, creating an inevitable muffled

bed, she immediately bounced up.

panic than Miyamoto pressed her shoulders and

slender waist, then his towering body was pressed against hers, and Pippa simply had no

were fixed on her, and the coldness in his eyes like a thousand years of frost almost froze her whole

to look directly into his insidious eyes, and

the other

hand,

all over her body from his torture had not yet healed, and

her frightened action of shielding her breast with both arms, the corners of his mouth hooked up a mocking sneer,

curves of her wonderful body were once again reflected in his eyes, her fair and delicate skin exposed to the air, her tempting breasts rising and falling slightly with her tense breathing, seemingly seducing men to

while rubbing her skin

lunatic,' Pippa

exposed softness in the air, kneading it quickly and viciously, enjoying watching them almost deformed by