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!