A Moment in Destiny

Leila felt that she couldn’t withstand it any longer if this continued.

The sharp pain and despair caused her mind to be in chaos. She gradually blacked out and became unconscious. The warm wave of sexual desire in her body didn’t disperse, even for a little bit, yet the pain from her arm let her remain sober to resist the lust. The remaining strength in her body supported her to keep struggling. She bit him to refuse him and beat and kicked him with all fours. She even tried to scratch his face with the piece of porcelain.

“How dare you to bite me?” Charles slightly pressed his lips together and sensitively noticed the despair that flickered across her eyes, “And you even tried to disfigure me?”

Leila didn’t reply. She panted desperately, feeling that all the strength in her body had gone.

Charles’s gaze was unfathomable as if he had seen though her mind. He suddenly heaved a sigh and asked in a low voice, “Leila, are you really afraid of having sex with me? You don’t want me to touch you?”

“Yeah.” Leila leaned against the wall to support herself and continued, “You’d better let me go. Otherwise, I will cut my artery! I would rather die than having sex with you! Believe it or not, if I die, you will be held responsible. You can have a try.”

“You’re really tenacious!” Charles curled up his lips into a smile of compliment, “Good girl, you’re more aspiring than your sister.”

“Let me go!” Leila bit her lower lip. She had lost much blood from the wounds on her arm.

“Leila, why don’t you consider being with me? I will dote on you.” He studied her face carefully, shifting his gaze from her chin to her neck and finally fixating it on her chest.

Noticing his lines of sights, Leila lowered her head and took a look, and then her face immediately flushed, “Pervert!”

The button of the collar band of her shirt was unclasped and he could saw her cleavage.

“Shameless! Dirty!” Leila gritted her teeth and reproached him, wrapping her arms before her chest. He was looking at her breasts! Trembling, she clasped the button.

“I want many things.” Charles directly admitted it, “I want to fuck you, desperately.”

His words were so dirty.

Leila still felt angry. When she recalled that he kissed her without her permission just now, her heart ached as she felt sorry for Vincent. She was overwhelmed by a gush of despair and cried sadly and despairingly, “Let go of me! Pervert! Shameless pervert!”

“Good girl, rest assured. I don’t want to fuck a dead body.” He curled up his lips with a trace of smile flashing across his eyes, “Just wait, I will let Vincent detoxify you. Oh, is it because I’m not as charming as before? Or could it be that you are addicted to Vincent?”

Leila staggered again. She even felt it difficult to stand on her feet as if all the strength in her body were drained out.

Charles took a glance at the Vacheron Constantin watch around his wrist and twitched his mouth, “One, two, three…”

Then they heard someone kicking open the door. Charles shrugged his shoulders and then walked to the door.

The moment he pulled opened the door, he was greeted by a punch.

miserably, covering his chin with his hands, “Damn it, you really

I want to kill

to her.

her face was extremely red. There were three wounds on her arm, which were still bleeding. Vincent couldn’t bear to see it. He grabbed Charles’s cloth and took a punch at

aside, curling up

in sweats with her arm covered by blood. She was still gripping a piece of porcelain, which had cut her fingertip and

dilated and then contracted at the next moment.

with worries, Leila knew that it was not him

looked up at him and let out a consoling smile, “Mr. White… I… I didn’t

a fishbone was sticking in his throat. It ached so much. “I

grabbed his cloth tightly,

Vincent lowered his head and held Leila into his arms. He kept

had used up all her will power, or maybe it was because she, who had been highly tensed-up, felt relieved when she saw Vincent, Leila’s body became feeble and she passed out

leave now. How about this, I can lend my bed to you.” Charles’s

lips together and didn’t reply, his expression gloomy. No one knew what he was thinking in mind. He held up Leila and turned his head to take a fierce glance at Charles, “Charles, I’ll get even with you for this when Leila wakes up! It will

didn’t touch her.” Charles looked at him, “She’s a

to tell me this.” Vincent fixed his sharp eyes

can lend my home to you.” Charles took a glance at Leila,

your dirty place.” Vincent directly

leaving the house and then turned around to look at the

floor

to clean her wounds. There were three deep cuts on her

kill Charles! That

wall. Because he had used great strength, the punch left a hole on the white wall and his hand got red and swollen. Nevertheless, Leila,

Charles, that son of bitch, how dare him to imprison

In order not to be raped by Charles, she would rather to use the piece of porcelain

and heartbroken. He lowered his head and looking at her blushed face, his eyes gradually became red.

let go.” Vincent said in

refused to loosen her grip. Vincent landed a kiss on her

porcelain, Vincent felt wrenched. He lowered his head, cleaned her wounds and then bandaged them. He then went to the toilet to wash his hands. His heart was still trembling when he recalled the bleeding wounds and the blood on her body. He would not let go of

wave of sexual desire again. She wriggled her body

a mature

She began to pull her cloth, wanting to take off her clothes so that she could be more comfortable. But

out of the toilet, he saw her