A Moment in Destiny novel Chapter 296

“Don't make me hate you!” She whispered, her teeth sinking into her lips.

“Heh! Can hatred earn money?” He raised his eyebrows.

The unpleasant sound of her sister's moans came from the TV, that was the first time Leila saw the performance in pornography. The TV screen was so big that almost every sweat pore of hers could be seen. She forced herself not to look, but she could not stop those delicate sound from entering her ears.

“What did I do wrong? What kind of deal did you make with my father? Vincent, if you are a man, you should go pick a fight with other men, do you really think you are so great bullying a weak woman like me?”

“Do you really don’t know whether I am a man? Did you pant under a woman’s crotch last night?”

Leila’s body shivered with anger at these words.

Vincent walked slowly to the bar and poured a glass of wine, taking a sip from his tall glass.

“If you want to use last night’s example to prove that you are a man, then I think you are really not qualified as one. A man like you could not even make a woman happy, and you still dare to claim to be a man, what a joke. No wonder my sister refused to be with you. Since you still kept this tape, you should take the time to watch it, do you have the demeanor as the man in the tape?” Leila knew that these words would really anger him, but she could not care less. Besides, sometimes cutting off one’s means of retreat was not necessarily a bad thing.

After hearing the sound of a glass shattering, Vincent’s body stiffened. The glass in the hand was flung violently, and glass shards flew in all directions. Vincent stepped forward, his index finger bent over and hooked her chin, a distorted expression could be seen on his handsome face, a cold smile rose up, “You are trying to provoke me, right?”

Leila remained silent, her pale and delicate face looked at him angrily, but her voice trembled like a falling leaf in the autumn wind. “It is you who is too disappointing!”

“Leila, you can't blame me for that!” He waved his hand violently, pushed her away, and called someone through his phone. “Manager Billy, come here for a moment, I have a video tape here, you come and take it immediately and pass it to…”

“No…” Leila lunged over, “Don’t do it!”

The call was forcibly interrupted, and Vincent looked at Leila bloodthirstily and playfully. “What now? Don't you dare?”

Vincent looked down on her arrogantly, a smirk could be seen rising up from his face. He reached out his face to hold her chin. His long fingers squeezed hard on it and his cold breath sprayed on her already deathly pale face.

“You're inhuman!” She gritted her teeth.

“Do you think I am more inhuman than Brian Hunter? Your father is the one who likes to act great but isn’t, right?” He said in a deep voice, his tone cold and his gaze was even more bitter. “And can you and your mother living next to him be considered as humans?”

Leila’s mind was at a loss, she really did not know what all this entanglement was all about?

She wanted to say something, but she felt that nothing was right to say. Of course, no matter what, she would not give up her mother's happiness, and she was willing to sacrifice her own freedom and happiness for her mother's happiness.

The TV was still showing unpleasant images of Macey and the man who kept his back against the camera trying different positions. Leila only felt that her mouth was dry and her body was uncomfortable as if she had thorns all over her body.

Her heart was bleeding, as if her heart had been cut through, so painful that she could not help but to cry again. She hurriedly lowered her head and reaching out her hand to wipe away her tears. She rarely cries and does not allow herself to cry much, but the tears just will not stop. “He didn't hurt me as much as you did! I don't care that he hurt me, but…”

‘I couldn’t don’t care that you hurt me!’ She thought to herself. These words could only be kept in the bottom of her heart.

She did not want him to see her weakness and swallowed her sourness arduously.

Her sudden crying caused Vincent to be silent.

He stared at her lowered head and moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something. However, he could not get the words out of his mouth. What did she mean? He wanted to ask, but in the end he could not.

She whispered, “Please, turn off the video!”

He wanted to turn off the video, but when his eyes saw the Armani’s branded clothes for men on the floor, his anger bubbled up again. He then screamed like a hedgehog and said, “Ha! Don't you think she looks good? Aren’t you envious of your sister as she could indulge in such pleasure below the man’s crotch? How about this, do you want me to find this man for you, so you can do it with him?”

She jerked her head up and saw Vincent with a fierce face and a cold smile at the corner of his mouth.

“You're shameless!”

Vincent did not think much about what she said, instead he sneered, “Isn’t this pleasing to the eye? Isn't the feeling of peeping extraordinarily exciting? Are you too ashamed to look, or are you too embarrassed to look? Or are you simply too horny? Waiting for me to fuck you?”

“You pervert…” Leila found herself unable to argue and her tongue was in knots.

"Pervert? Am I as perverted as your good sister? Look at her posture, I'm afraid even Japanese actresses will do be able to do these postures, right? Don’t you see her looking like a pig in heat, lying on the wall acting as if she is a lizard? Don't you think this is all very unpleasant to see and hear? But if Macey was able to do such things, why can't I watch it?” Vincent pointed at the TV screen, his eyes full of disdain and sarcasm. “This is much better than watching other unfamiliar Japanese porn!”