A Moment in Destiny novel Chapter 239

A smile could be seen on Vincent’s face, but the excitement in his eyes was hidden by his long eyelashes.

Leila closed her eyes and frowned, only to think that her whole body was going to get goosebumps from the discomfort she was feeling.

She thought she would not be able to sleep this night, but she did not expect that she would get a good night's sleep. When Leila woke up, Vincent was no longer sleeping beside her, no one was beside her. The bed quilt had also lost its temperature, so she had no clue when he had left.

It was five-thirty in the morning, and though the window, the sun could be seen rising up.

Leila got up and looked around, she noticed that the corridor was exceptionally quiet.

The door of the study room was half-open, with bright lights mapped out inside. Leila quietly walked to the door of the study room and saw Vincent slumping on the big chair, smoking a cigarette. While he was smoking, his was also frowning, as if he had a lot of worries in his heart.

As Leila was hidden in the dark shadow of the doorway, she looked at Vincent’s nose which made him looked strong, his eyebrows which made him looked domineering and his thin lips which made him looked ruthless. This sharp and striking face was even more handsome than some celebrities, this was a dangerous man. He was able to project a merciless aura and the menacing bearing and coolness within him could freeze one man. This was also the first time she saw him deep in thought like this. She also knew that, the angrier he was, the more sinister his smile gets. She seldom saw him like this.

He was frowning as he looked in the direction of the window. This heavy, gloomy look had an extremely strong attraction...

Leila felt as if she was swept into a whirlpool, and after it stopped, she was no longer able to see the beautiful scenery around her as her eyes were already locked on to him.

As a strange feeling surged into her heart, Leila immediately shook her head and clenched her teeth. ‘Don’t think about anything and don't be compelled, he is a dangerous man, a ferocious animal like a cheetah.’ She thought to herself. He was someone that she could not afford to mess with.

“Come over here!” Even though Vincent did not even raise his eyelids, he already knew she was at the door.

Leila’s heart throbbed for a moment as she had to enter the door. “Mr White!”

He slowly raised his gaze, his sharp sight focused on her eyebrows. In this big study room, there were only the two of them. An eerie aura filled the room, causing Leila to feel a stream of cold air drilling straight into her back.

“Come over to my side!” Vincent narrowed his eyes and focused his sight on her troubled watery eyes that were hidden below her long eyelashes.

Leila’s small face had a slight twitch, as if she was panicking. However, she instantly returned to normal after that. She smiled calmly and said, “I have to prepare breakfast, what do you want to eat? I have to go to work later!”

Vincent took another puff of his cigarette, extinguished it, and dropped it in the ashtray.

He stood up violently and made his move when Leila was caught off guard.

He tightly clasped Leila’s small waist and pulled her into his arms. The tobacco flavored lips quickly captured Leila’s earlobe.

“Mr, Mr. White, don't…” Leila suddenly panicked.

Vincent fiercely held onto Leila’s small chin and said sinisterly, “Don't? Do you think you have a say in this?"

Leila’s body immediately tensed up.

Vincent grabbed her body and put her on the sofa, while his whole body followed closely.

With a tug of his both hands, Leila’s clothes burst open in all directions, revealing her snow-white skin.

Vincent’s gaze suddenly deepened. He lowered his head and kissed her. Causing her lips to felt pain.

Leila’s small face wrinkled, and she subconsciously exclaimed lightly, “It hurts.”

Vincent paused for a moment, but then he kissed her lips even harder. Leila gently closed her eyes, allowing the air around her to become thin, allowing the pain on her lips to intensify. However, she no longer said anything back.

Silence passed between the two, leaving only the mingling of each other's breath, and she felt desolated in her heart.

“No… don't…” Leila whimpered, and when she realized what his hands were doing, she immediately struggled.

However, one of his hands had already caught Leila’s hands. As he pressed her down on the sofa from above, he smiled grimly. His remaining hand slowly moved all the way down from Leila’s cheek, directly to her belly.

“No, Mr. White, you can’t do this!” Leila whimpered.

“You are my wife!” Vincent said each word one at a time in a cold manner, his black eyes bursting with a burning flame, staring at the corners of Leila’s lips that were red and swollen from his kiss, and kissed them fiercely again.

Her lips were unusually soft and sweet, causing Vincent’s body to stiffen. He then aggressively nibbled on her lips while taking in her breath and sweetness to punish and humiliate her.

Leila was struggling, but seeing her struggle actually made Vincent more aroused.

Her white and slender legs were opened up, and his rough hands slid into her inner thighs and he stroked them carefully. In the process, her private part seemed to have been touched by him, and Leila tried to prevent herself from succumbing to his teasing.

However, she knew that this man was dangerous and could not stand being rejected. Finally, seeing that struggling had no use, Leila could only compromise.

When he looked down at her, through his eyes, she noticed that he seemed to be in a trance.

It was an inexplicable feeling which was also heartbreaking for others to see.

They just stared at each other, Vincent’s eyes locked onto her eyebrows, and she also looked at him in a daze while murmuring, “Mr. White...”

He was once the Mr. White that she admired the most!

He was once her sister's fiancé!

But he was also a dangerous man, a man who could not stand being rejected!

Leila could not remember how long they stared at each other. As they remained in an ambiguous posture at an ambiguous distance, she could clearly feel the temperature of his breath. Her heart was beating fast, and she could also feel his firmness against her belly.

However, she was not so ashamed, she was just a little afraid. The more terrifying part was that her body was actually getting excited, as if she had returned to her youth, the fire inside her became to spread, burning her entire body.

Leila had never felt this feeling before. It was very comfortable, every nerve in her body was stimulated by a special painful feeling.

“Relax!” The word signaled his determination to win.

In the moment of her dismay, Leila came back to her senses and looked at him.

Her legs had been parted a little wider than before. He immediately put his dick into her, stimulating her senses.

The moment Vincent entered her body, he noticed that there was nothing blocking it, the layer he had checked earlier was gone!

Vincent abruptly stopped his movements, his dick still remained there. He pursed his lips, that pair of dark cold eyes, instantly lit up with a blazing fire like an angry beast.

“Who did you give it to?” Vincent roared in anger. He already checked this woman beforehand, but he still did not take her first time, this really surprised him. Could it be that she found another man during the few days he left?

With a gloomy face, Vincent’s gaze was complicated as he looked at the stubborn and faint-hearted little face beneath him, her facial features were well-defined and profound, her expression became more and more cold.

Leila swallowed her saliva. She did not say anything as she turned her face away.

“Tell me, who did you give your first time it too!” His tone gave off a dangerous feeling. His heart actually had an inexplicable sting of irritation attacking it, and his dignified, handsome face gave off a clam before the storm kind of expression.

“I will never tell you...” she closed her eyes, like a lamb that was about to be slaughter.

“You actually gave your virginity to another man behind my back!” Hatred could be seen through Vincent’s eyes.

And at that moment, Leila’s heart also hurt as if it was torn apart... her heart fell into an abyss of never-ending darkness.

“You bitch, you are simply a bitch! How can you not tolerate loneliness? Tell me, to whom did you have sex with?!”

The sarcastic and humiliating words said by him hurt her heart. Leila looked away, while he jerked his body aggressively as if he was punishing her. She bit her lips. ‘It was painful, too painful, why is it still so painful?’ she thought. “I will never tell you!”

She really did not know why people want to have sex; it was no different from dying!

“I can't imagine that you are as cheap as your sister, tell me whom did you gave virginity to?” The tone of his cold voice was not loud, but one can easily feel the bone-chilling coldness hidden in the icy voice.

The pain and his cold words made her body shuddered and shivered.

Vincent’s grim face was icy cold, his sharp gaze locked onto her eyebrows, she did not dare to look at him, he simply clamped his hand on her jaw and forced her to look at himself.

When their eyes met, through Leila’s eyes, he could see her unwillingness.

“Damn it!” Vincent cursed softly. “Bitch, What a bitch!”

It was the first time Leila had seen Vincent being so angry, she was enraged by his words, who was he to humiliate her like this?

However, once she was agitated by his words, her small face began to regain its calmness and soon became abnormally calm. Her gaze was untamed as she looked directly at Vincent. Her eyes seemed to be provocative, her black eyes were so calm that no ripples could be seen in her eyes.

She asked in a soft voice, “Do you regret it? That I did not give you my virginity!”

“Tell me! To whom did you gave it too?” Vincent once again asked in a cold voice, but the corners of his mouth began to curl up into an eerie smile.

“Does it matter to you?” Leila asked rhetorically, forcefully holding her composure.

“Who the hell did this?” Vincent’s angry roar shook the study room, causing echoes to be heard.

Leila remembered Vincent was a man who was very good at controlling his emotions. No matter what he faced, he was used to hide his emotions behind his expression, the angrier he was the more he smiled playfully. But now, his anger was clearly etched in his eyes, the veins on his forehead were filled with blood. His hands were clenched as hard as possible while holding her shoulder, almost crushing it in the process.

Cold sweat bubbled up on Leila’s face, the pain in her shoulder and lower body made her entire body tense. She took a deep breath and exhaling it slowly.

“Who exactly did you give it to?” The tone of his voice was sinister, like he wanted to tear the man who took her first time to pieces.

“Mr. White, you're not a virgin either, so why should I be a virgin?” Leila’s dead eyes was mixed with a hint of mockery, and a hint of rebellion. She knew that men like him had high pride. “Yeah! If I'm a bitch, then you're a whoremaster, no, you're worse than a whoremaster!”

The moment he placed his dick into her, she could still clearly feel the sharp pain of being torn inside. Although her whole body hurt, she still remained usually calm when looking at him.

Wasn't this the effect she wanted?

After seeing his angry expression, seeing his stunned look as if he was hurt in some way, why did she feel sad? She wanted to see him get hurt, but after seeing it, why did her heart hurt so much? Her feelings were also mixed with a strong unspeakable regret. It should be impossible for her to make up for it in this lifetime, right?

“I didn't expect you to be the same as Macey, a slut who is willing to do it with anyone!” Vincent no longer took pity on her. He accelerated the speed of his thrust. Everything that happened next was like a raging storm, full of harshness and with no restrain.