A Moment in Destiny

Chapter 233 Nowhere Is Home

After the phone call with Vincent, Leila turned off her phone.

She went to the movie theater alone for a film in the afternoon, when the movie finished it was already evening. When she got back to the White house, she saw that Vincent's car was already parking in the lot.

She didn't know why, but her heart suddenly started racing, then she comforted herself, what was she afraid of?

He wasn't a tiger, he had no intentions of eating her alive, especially since they went through so much trouble to get married, he probably only wanted a position for the Hunter family in the political circles, he probably just needed father's blessings, the White Group was a new company after all, it was still a newbie in the business world.

When she entered the living room, she saw Eira waiting for her, who's face expression was a little unnatural after seeing Leila.

"Eira!" She greeted.

Eira nodded quickly, but didn't dare to speak much, she said in a low voice, "Miss, the Master seems to be angry, and, and..."

Leila smiled thankfully, and nodded her head, "And?"

"Nothing!" Eira didn't dare to say more, "Miss, he usually isn't like that, what you are seeing probably isn't the real..."

Leila felt a hint of anxiety, she didn't understand what Eira meant, so she went upstairs, and before she could enter the guest room, suddenly a hand grabbed hers.

She looked up in surprise and looked at her grasped wrist. It was a bit painful. The slender fingers held her wrist tightly. In the moment of astonishment, she looked straight into his pair of eyes that looked particularly dark, they were full of unexplained emotions, Leila felt angry, but his eyes made her heart beat a little faster, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was even more charming.

Vincent curled his thin lips, his eyes were extremely deep, and he looked like a fierce lion.

"Where did you go?" he said roughly.

Her heart was pounding like a drum, Leila started to find it difficult to breathe. She didn't like this feeling at all.

"Let go of me!" She whispered, remembering that she saw him with another women in their bed last night, she thought he was very dirty. Last night, he must have had sex with that woman!

"Where did you go?" His voice was as deep as the one of a dictator.

"To the movies!" she said.

He smiled softly and let go of her hand. "Don't you want that videotape?"

Leila looked up as expected, somewhat surprised. "Are you saying you will give it to me?"

"How could that be possible?" His eyes tightened, his dangerous eyes narrowed to stare at her overly surprised eyes.

Leila was speechless as her small face collapsed in disappointment.

She turned around and walked indifferently to the guest room. She really didn't know what he was thinking in his mind. She couldn't guess him. All she knew was that he was an entrepreneur, a very

powerful young entrepreneur. He was once her most respected person, who almost became her brother-in-law but became her husband somehow. Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

But the moment she opened the door, she was startled, the bed was covered with messy sheets, the room was in an ambiguous atmosphere, the quilt fell to the ground, she didn't need to guess what happened on the bed she made in the morning, from the bathroom she could hear the sound of running water...

Leila froze at the door and turned to look at Vincent. After a long while, she finally asked: "If you like this room, you can have it, but can I have a room of my own?"

"This is the White house!" Vincent raised his eyebrows slightly, implying that he would be in the room wherever he wanted to sleep with a woman, Leila had no right to interfere.

Leila was speechless, and opened the door to another guest room upstairs, then took her own things out of the cabinet and went in. She closed the door tightly as if she wanted to seal the whole disgusting atmosphere outside the room.

The sound of closing the door was so loud in this quiet night, Leila stood at the door in a daze, she was standing there for quite a while but there was no movement outside.

She stared at her clothes for a moment, turned around and went to the bathroom, and suddenly thought that maybe this room has been contaminated by him someday, she felt really dirty, and a bitter smile appeared at the corner of her lips. If he thought it would humiliate her, so help yourself! In fact, she was really hit hard, again!

It was a sleepless all night.

The next day, Leila went outside to find a student hotel, she slept all day before she came back.

Just like yesterday, the bed in the room she stayed in was the same as yesterday. The room was full of ambiguity, wilting atmosphere, and the sound of water running in the bathroom...

There were three guest rooms upstairs, one bedroom, one study, one locked dark storage room, and three of the six rooms have been contaminated. Leila didn't know where to go, but suddenly realized that maybe the marriage was really wrong, she laughed at herself trying to cover up her heartache.

She stood there at the door, frozen for a long time, a woman walked out of the bathroom with a bath towel wrapped around herself and her hair dripping. When she saw Leila, she screamed, "Ah--"

Leila was also a little surprised, because this woman was not the one from that day, she thought, which one was the one from last night? He really had a lot of women, he was nasty, so nasty!

She shook her head and was about to leave, turned around but hit his solid chest, also water dripping from his hair, his strong muscles made Leila's nose a little sore.

She took a step back, trying to get around him, but was pulled by him. "Where are you going?"

"Home!" She said, there was no place to sleep for her, it was all dirty, and she didn't need to stay here.

"Are you going to complain about me?" His tone was full of disdain. "Can't stand this anymore, huh?"

"Vincent!" The woman inside called irritably.

Vincent smiled softly, and said to the woman in a childlike tone: "Babe, go to bed first! Don't spoil my night!"

The woman didn't want to listen, but she could only crawl onto the bed with her lips pouting.

"If you want to play around, that's your business. I just want a clean place to sleep. Vincent, I don't know what you want to tell me. I just think it's funny, don't you think it's funny?" She was looking at him,

there was a lazy and dangerous aura on him, after the shower.

To be honest, she was a little afraid to look at him, she was afraid of him! Very much! Because he would do whatever it took! He only wore a bath towel, his face was handsome, his hair dripping, and he still looked like the handsome man he used to be.

Leila looked at him, she was feeling strange, the old love and old memories flowed through her mind, her most respected Vincent turned out to have such a vengeful heart, but he took revenge on the wrong target, she was just Macey's sister.

Looking at him, there was a feeling of trance, as if it was not real, as f she had never seen this person.

Leila was about to leave. He took a few steps, and his voice suddenly came from behind, "Aren't you afraid that I will publish the video? Leila, if you dare to step out of the White family, tomorrow you are going to be the moat lascivious and shameless woman in F city. !"

Leila stopped, she bit her lips, her small hands clenched into fists.

Vincent seemed very satisfied with her response, "If you don't want that, go to the master bedroom and wait for me!"

Without speaking, Leila turned around and walked silently into the master bedroom, which was their wedding room. The sheets were changed, but it still looked dirty to her. Leila walked to the sofa and sat there.

She was taking a deep breath, her trembling hands clenched into fists, and after a few seconds of deep breathing, there was finally a trace of spirit on her pale face. For the happiness of her mother and her aunt, who was in heaven, she must bear it!

The door slammed shut.

Leila's heart tightened and her body stiffened.

Vincent walked into her, she almost instinctively moved aside, away from him, but his eyes suddenly tightened.

"Do you want to show your temper in front of me?" He said coldly, Vincent watched the thin figure curled up on the sofa, his tone still cold, "You don't have the right yet."

Leila didn't look up, because the tears blinded her eyes, she took a deep breath and swallowed the tears. This man was cold, arrogant, and always had the attitude of a king. What was he going to do?

"If you want to humiliate my family, why did you marry me? I'm just an illegitimate daughter. It took me a lot just to get the Hunter family's name. What can I get you? Vincent, please have mercy and leave me and my sister."

There was too much bitterness, too many problems, but this man came back with different women every day. In that case, why bother to get married in the first place?

Leila smiled mockingly, even though the smile was extremely bitter.

"Look up at me!" He said.

She was puzzled, but raised her head.

Without warning, he leaned down and pressed himself on her.

"Let go of me!" Leila's reaction was a little big, but she couldn't get rid of him.

Her body seemed to be developing well, pressing her down, he could feel the softness of the breasts, but she wasn't as meaty. Compared to Macey, her figure seemed to be better.

"If I remember correctly, we haven't had our wedding night yet?" Vincent approached Leila with a solemn face, close enough that she could smell the light soap scent on him.

"Aren't you having sex every day?" Her tense teeth trembled.

"Jealous much?" He raised an eyebrow.

"You think too much of yourself!" She chuckled, but in her heart she was panicked to death.

"Liar!" Vincent reached out and unbuttoned the buttons on her clothes. Leila struggled. Her behavior aroused him. He pulled on her shirt and all the buttons came off.

"You don't need clothes on my bed." Taking off Leila's clothes, pushing the bra up, he lowered his head and sucked on her nipples.

She turned her head to the side without saying a word, she didn't want to watch what he was doing, and didn't want to be treated like this by him. She just felt sick, very sick. But his hands have already begun to explore her young and smooth skin.

Vincent didn't expect that the body under the clothes was so perfect. Her skin was delicate. He didn't know if it was because of her shyness or anger that her white skin turned slightly pink.

Looking at this charming waist, he couldn't help but lower his head, sucking and biting on it, leaving hickeys.

Leila was shocked by his sudden behavior, her hands were clenched into fists, she wanted to calm herself. She felt ashamed, all her thoughts were on how to escape. But she couldn't, so she simply closed her eyes and let him go crazy on her.

His kisses moved up quickly, he moved to her chest, and spent a long time on her soft breasts, so that she had to bite her lower lip to prevent herself from making a sound.

His movements were not rough, but she could feel that he was taking in her body without feelings. He only regarded her as a bargain, a woman used to pay back her debts.