A Moment in Destiny

Chapter 284 My Woman

On the way, Leila kept crying without speaking.

She was quite emotional, almost breaking down. After they got back to the villa, she gradually calmed down and stopped crying. However, her pale face looked extremely fragile under the light, looking so innocent and pitiful. Because her whole body got wet in the rain, her hair and clothes were all attached to her slim body, exposing her beautiful curves.

Vincent’s clothes were also wet by the rain. Raindrops fell down from the tip of his hair.

He took her into the living room and said in a deep voice, “You’re soaked in the rain. Go take a shower.”

Leila bit her lower lip, sobbing from time to time. Her nose and eyes were reddened and swollen. However, her tears were dried. The raindrops fell down along her hair. She trembled but didn’t move at all.

Seeing she so pitiful, Vincent walked up. Something in his heart was touched. He held her in his arms again, comforting her, “It’s not a big deal.”

“I’m sad...” Her face was pressed against her chest. Sniffing his smell, she felt as if she had gained some strength in this way, which could support her. “Why does he use me?”

Vincent kept silent.

Why? Wasn’t it human nature?

After holding her for a while, Vincent was a bit short of breath. Whispering in her ear, he exhaled with burning breath, “I have a way that could make you forget the sadness. Do you want it?”

Leila was taken aback. She muffled like a fool, “What is it?”

“Making love!” he answered in a deep voice, his voice extremely hoarse. “If I don’t remember wrong, your period has passed.”

Leila was startled instantly, feeling her ears burning and her whole body was heated. In a daze for a moment, she immediately pushed him away and rushed upstairs. She felt so sad but he was still in the mood to tease her.

Seeing the rushing figure, Vincent raised his eyebrows and yelled, “Think about it. I’ll be waiting for you next door.”

Bang! The answer to him was the sound of the door that was smashed to close on the second floor. C0pyright © 2024 Nôv)(elDrama.Org.

Vincent subconsciously heaved a sigh, a hint of sweet tenderness flashing through his eyes. He turned around and walked to the stairs, taking off his clothes. When passing by her door, he didn’t hear anything from the inside.

He stopped at her door and couldn’t help imagining her body. Instantly, he felt the heat raised from his lower abdomen. He had a strong desire to have sex with her.

For some reason, he was irritated. Walking into his room, he was not in the hurry to take a shower. He lit a cigarette, and the white smoke swirled around the room, the smell of the cigarette becoming heavier and heavier.

She was crying so sadly, huddling up so pitifully at the roadside in the rain. The scene just now kept flashing through his mind. For a moment, part of his heart was softened, as gentle as the water.

Leila finished the shower, shaking her long wet hair. She felt that her eyes were a bit sour. With a large bathrobe on her, she was sitting next to the dresser and wiping her hair with a dry towel.

The door was pushed open. Still, in the wet clothes, Vincent appeared in front of her with a cigarette between his fingers. Leila looked back and she felt a bit awkward and shy. She didn’t dare to look at him, avoiding eye contact with him. Then she stood up and whispered, “Vincent, thank you for helping me just now.”

He cast a glance at her.

Leila looked up at him uneasily, only to find that he hadn’t taken a shower yet. All his clothes were wet.

“Oops, hurry up and take a shower. You need to change the clothes. Or you’ll catch a cold.”

“Why did you run out just now? If you wanted to cry, why didn’t you stay here and cry?” He frowned. “Were you afraid that I’ll laugh at you or mock you? You do have something to fear, don’t you?”

Leila looked up at him suddenly, blushed. Her eyes became somewhat wet. An indescribable feeling surged in her heart. She didn’t want him to see her crying so helplessly. She was unwilling to even he was her husband. Especially their marriage was of such a kind, she couldn’t overcome the barrier. “I didn’t cry. I went sightseeing.”

“Sightseeing?” Vincent gaped. “You little liar!”

Leila blushes instantly. She lied indeed, and she always couldn’t help hiding her real self in front of him. “I didn’t lie!”

Thunder rumbled through the dark sky at night.

Vincent burst into laughter. Leila shivered. Sure enough, a human shouldn’t lie. The thunder rumbled, which meant that the Thunder God was angry.

“Look, the Thunder God was not happy with it. He’s laughing at you. Little liar, keep lying!” Vincent’s handsome lips were curled up into an extremely charming smile. He just stared at her, his deep eyes

making her heart skip a beat.

“I, I, I don’t want to talk to you!” Leila covered her face with her both hands. “You are making fun of me!”

Seeing she was so embarrassed, Vincent became quite delighted. The joyful laughter came out between his thin lips. “So what if I’m making fun of you? You are my woman, I can make fun of you as I like. Who cares?”

‘My woman!’ Leila couldn’t help reechoing his words in her mind.

That was such a nickname that could make her blushed and flustered. Leila stamped in embarrassment, “How annoying!”

“You little liar!” Suddenly, Leila’s hands were pulled down. He had already stood in front of her, looking at her in a short distance. His voice was deep and his eyes were glinting.

In an instant, her reddened and swollen eyes were full of shyness and confusion. She stared at him in a daze and totally forgot what to react. Her eyes were completely attracted by his eyes that were full of tenderness.

When their eyes met, his deep eyes blinked. Then he uttered a few words in an extremely loving tone, “Silly girl!”

“Huh?” She came back to her senses, feeling a bit annoyed. She wanted to lower her head and avoid looking at him because she didn’t know what else he would speak to her.

Looking at her lowered face, he felt flustered in his heart, a trace of concern appearing in his eyes.

“You woman--” Suddenly he reached out and pulled her over irritably, his right hand wrapping around her waist. Without any hesitation, he bent down his head and sealed her lips.

Her lips were sweet and pure with a fresh taste. He couldn’t help reaching out his tongue and letting it go deeper and deeper...

“No...” Leila wanted to refuse on instinct.

Releasing her, he asked in a hoarse and deep voice, “Why not?”

Hearing his loud gasp and seeing him glinting at her, she couldn’t help blushing.

“Please don’t--” Leila said weakly.

“You are refusing me. It’s a punishment for your telling the lie. Understand?” he asked her, looking down at her.

“I--” She wanted to retort but heard another rumbling from the sky. Instantly, her shoulders went down helpless. She wondered if the Thunder God truly didn’t allow her to tell a lie. She could only pout, feeling annoyed. She whispered, “I was wrong, but...”

Before she could finish her words, her lips were sealed seamlessly again by him.

“Since you’ve admitted that you were wrong, you should take the punishment.” He reached out to hold her slender waist and started kissing her passionately as if setting a fire all over her body.

“Hmm...” With one hand holding the back of Leila’s head, Vincent’s hot tongue forcibly opened her teeth and reached deeper in her mouth. Then his tongue found her tongue tip and tangled with it. Without giving her any space to hold back or any time to consider, he kissed her so wildly that she had lost her mind. She even forgot to breathe and gradually closed her eyes, enduring his fire-like enthusiasm.

His other hand didn’t stay motionless. Even his eyes were closed, his hand could still find the most familiar positions and titillated her most sensitive part. On top of her bathrobe, his hand grabbed her

breast, his fingertips pinched her tit gently...

However, such movements couldn’t satisfy his desire at all. Then his hand reached into her collar and searched for the most delicate softness on her. When his palm wrapped her breast, he felt his lower abdomen tightened with heat...

“Ah--” Leila moaned in a soft voice helplessly, grabbing his shoulder with both her hands.

She found it hard to hold on while being touching and hugging by him.

His fingertips, body, mouth and tongue, kisses, and his gaze had brought her into an abyss. However, when the scene that she was pressed against the wall of the lounge in HJ Hotel flashed through her mind, her instinct made her push him away with all her strength.

“No-- I don’t want it--” Leila panicked, almost burst into tears. The not-so-beautiful memory made her shiver. “No-- I’m scared--”

Vincent was startled, his eyes darkened.

Leila clenched her hands together in a panic.

In front of her, Vincent was in wet clothes with somewhat messy hair, which was completely different than his solemn or meticulous look as usual, and he even looked quite seductive...

However --

It hurt so much last time!

That experience had left a deep shadow in her heart.

Glaring at the woman who was so insensible, Vincent cursed inwardly, ‘Damn! Think I can’t live without you?”

“Yes or no?” He gritted his teeth.

“No--” Leila shook her head. “I don’t want it!”

“Damn you!” He gritted his teeth again. “Stupid woman!”

He couldn’t help wondering if having sex would be so horrible or if his techniques were so lousy.

“Leila Hunter, this is the last time. If you have the guts to reject me next time, try me!”

Hearing him calling her full name, Leila couldn’t help shivering as his voice was full of resentment.

“I--” Leila wanted to explain but she swallowed her words helplessly when the words reached the tip of her tongue.

“I won’t give you another chance!” He was almost killed by the grievance. They were a legal couple, but she refused to sleep with him. He felt himself a real wimp.

“Please, please go back to your room and go to bed after taking a shower.” Leila was worried that he would catch a cold because he had been wearing wet clothes for a long time.

Although Vincent was domineering and so pissed, he knew clearly that a man would be a coward if he forced a woman to have sex with him. However, he was still reluctant after he was fully aroused. He was not a monk and he had a wife. Why would he have to suffer?

“Please hurry up and take a shower,” Leila urged him again. She didn’t dare to look at him. Since she had refused him, she felt a sense of guilt, but she couldn’t do anything. After all, the previous experience was not so good.

Vincent was shocked that she even had driven her away. ‘Damned woman!’ he swore at her again.

“Remember, I won’t give you another chance! No matter what’s on your mind, if you do this again next time, I’ll fuck you to death. I have my words!” Vincent gritted his teeth, intending to rushed up and kiss her wildly until she begged him for mercy.

Leila was so frightened. When she looked up and saw the cruelty in his eyes, she immediately looked away and gazed at the floor in silence.

“Have you heard it?” Vincent growled in anger.

Leila was so scared by his temperament that she didn’t move at all. She whispered to answer, “Yes, I have.”

Vincent squinted, pressed his lips tightly, snorted, and walked out while smashing the door close.

On the second day, Leila got up. Noticing that Vincent hadn’t got up yet, she knocked at the door of his bedroom. However, there was no sound from the inside. She couldn’t help but become worried. Wondering if he had caught a cold because he got wet in the rain, she became more worried about him. She knocked on the door more heavily, but there was still no response from the inside.

Anxiously, Leila called, “Hello, Vincent? Vincent? Are you in there? Vincent?” But she still didn’t hear any response. Leila became uneasier and knocked at his door more heavily. “Are you sick? Have you got a cold?”