A Moment in Destiny

Chapter 285 Did It Himself

Bang-- The door was opened.

Vincent appeared at the door with a livid face. He glared at her, his face extremely terrifying.

Leila was startled at the door for a moment. He had dark circles under his eyes and stubble on his chin, his chest exposed, and he only wore a pair of boxer shorts that showed the bulge between his thighs. Leila was at a loss. Although he looked quite decadent and leisure, he also looked extremely seductive.

Leila was in a daze while standing at the door, attracted by his charisma. She looked dull and forgot to react.

“What’s up?” He looked at her with a cold face. Noticing her dull gaze, he frowned.

“Are you all right? Have you caught a cold?” Leila immediately went back to her senses, blushed. He had been wearing the wet clothes for a long time last night, and then he got angry and left her room smashing the door because his desire wasn’t satisfied. She was quite worried as well as guilty.

Vincent left the door, turned around, and walked into his room.

Worried, Leila followed him in. “Vincent, are you truly fine? You don’t feel very well, do you? Are you on fever?”

Then she smelt something strange.

When Leila walked in, she thought she walked into a sterilizing room that was full of the smell of the disinfectant.

It was so strong that she couldn’t help coughing.

Looking down, she was shocked by the used tissues on the floor. “Vincent, did you get cold for real? Have a runny nose?”

With a livid face, Vincent turned around and glared at Leila, pressing his lips tightly.

Leila gaped, wondering what she had said wrong. “Say something!”

Vincent frowned and glared at her again as if he was glaring at an enemy.

Leila was completely puzzled. Looking at him, she was annoyed because she couldn’t understand what he meant based on his expression. She could only reach out and touched his forehead. When her cool hand touched his forehead, Vincent immediately pulled it down. With a gloomy face, he said with a frown, “I don’t have a cold.”

“Then those used tissues--” Leila lowered her head and found there were used tissues on the bed. Gosh! His bed was extremely messy as if it was trampled on.

Instantly, she blushed.

“You--” She dared not to continue with her thoughts, afraid what had happened was the same as she realized.

Vincent tilted his head and looked at her. Seeing her blushed face, he rolled his eyes. “Yes, it’s the same as what you’re thinking. Stupid woman!”

Leila gaped.

‘Gosh! He masturbated! He didn’t have the chance to torture me, so he targeted on this bed, didn’t he?’ she thought to herself.

Leila was totally shocked.

Vincent didn’t care what she was thinking. He just said, “Clean the room. Then cook for me. I’m starved.”

Then he lay on the bed on his stomach, looking worn out.

Leila was agape because of the embarrassment. She was almost killed by the shyness. He had produced so many used tissues on the floor, which showed how terrible his battle was last night.

Didn’t he have so many dates? Why did he have to masturbate? Leila didn’t have the guts to figure out such questions, so she lowered her head and found the broom. It turned out that the smell of the disinfectant came from his sperm. Leila couldn’t help wondering how much of his sperm would have made his room full of the smell of disinfectant. She forced herself to stop thinking in such an evil way.

She couldn’t imagine Vincent in such away.

With the broom in her hands, she didn’t dare to look at Vincent at all. She immediately opened the window and let the sunshine come in. It rained half of the night, so the air now was refreshed. As soon as the window was opened, the smell in the room was swept away.

Vincent was lying on the bed, squinting at her, who was sweeping the floor with a blushed face. The longer he watched her, the darker his face went.

Feeling the chill sent down from her spine, Leila looked back occasionally and met his sharp eyes. Instantly, she lowered her head in fear.

The strong smell of a man occupied the whole room. Leila had never expected that Vincent would do such a thing. She had gained some relevant knowledge in her Health Physiology Class. She knew that part of men and women would masturbate when they become sexually mature. However, much to her surprise, the handsome and elegant Vincent would also do so.

Well--

His image in her heart had been ruined.

Vincent kept staring at her. He felt soreness and weakness of his waist and knees because of his immoderate behavior last night. In fact, it was mainly because that he was unhappy. He felt sorry for himself.

Leila was in an oversized T-shirt, which wrapped her petite body, making her look extremely dainty and cute as a mini porcelain doll. She was now looking down shyly, trying her best to sweep the garbage he had made. Some of the mucus went directly on the floor, becoming quite sticky. She needed to use the mop to clean the stains.

After she finished sweeping, Leila went to find the mop to clean the whole room. Then she found a clean bedsheet from the closet and whispered, “Vincent, could you get up for a moment? I’ll change the bedsheet for you.”

“I’m exhausted,” he uttered a few words with a frown.

“If I don’t wash it on time, the stains couldn’t be removed at all.” She had seen another area of stain on it just now. She guessed that he had dirtied it last night by accident.

He frowned again.

She stood next to the bed with the set of clean beddings in her arms. She said awkwardly, “I’ll do it very fast.”

Reluctantly, Vincent got up. Leila didn’t dare to look at him at all, because he was wearing only boxer shorts, making her so uneasy. She was so scared that she dared not to take a single glance.

Vincent moved to the sofa. He was not in a hurry to put on any clothes. Leila put the clean beddings aside, removed the dirty ones, and then changed them.

Then she noticed that he was still undressed. She found his clothes from the closet and passed them to him. “Get dressed.”

She put the clothes next to him. Without looking at him, she was about to wash the dirty beddings.

“Don’t go!” Vincent grabbed her wrist.

Leila panicked instantly. “I’ll go wash the beddings.”

“Are you happy now?” he snapped coldly.

“What am I happy about?” Leila creased her delicate eyebrows. However, he pulled her to sit down on the sofa. She was indeed confused and couldn’t get what he meant.

“Is it that horrible?” he asked in a deep voice, “Does my technique really suck?”

It turned out that he was asking about this matter. Leila’s face blushed immediately.

“Tell me!” said him in a deep voice.

“No--” She shook her head. How could she tell him anything? She felt too embarrassed to do so.

“You don’t want to tell me? Try me!” Vincent threatened her as if he wouldn’t let go of her if she didn’t tell him. Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Leila sat on the sofa in silence, feeling shy and awkward.

He sat down next to her and lit a cigarette. With the cigarette between his lips, he was so angry. Even though he did it himself the whole night, he was still angry. Well, he was even angrier.

He couldn’t understand why he would have to suffer in this way even he had a wife.

Leila moved back, trying to distance with him. She was not used to such an intimate distance as it made her feel as if she was committing a crime. However, he approached her immediately. All his skin and muscles were tightened. “Leila, try me if you dare to dodge again!”

She was startled, sitting motionlessly.

In an impatient tone, he snapped again, “Tell me. Is it that bad?”

How could she tell him? Based on the limited experiences she had, it was indeed bad. She couldn’t ignore her conscientiousness and tell him that he was good. The pain he caused had almost killed her.

Leila had never been so embarrassed in her whole life. Especially she was forced to talk about having sex with a man, she felt extremely awkward.

While she hesitated, Vincent continued, “I just want to know how bad I am. I’m the man involved, aren’t I? Don’t you need to tell me? Or, how would I improve myself in the future?”

Leila’s face turned reddened instantly.

“Tell me!” Vincent urged her again. Then he asked naturally, “Why did you feel so painful?”

“In fact... Not really...” Leila gritted her teeth, lowered her head, and said helplessly, “Not that bad. Just, just because I’m afraid of violence. The way you looked...”

“When did I treat you violently?” he frowned with a snort.

“Yes, you did!” she retorted.

“If you were obedient, did I need to do that with such a big strength? Didn’t you ask for it yourself? What’s so wrong with feeling pain? Every woman has to experience it. If you didn’t feel pain for your first time, you must be a slut!”

“But the pain almost killed me!” Leila looked up in angry and embarrassment. “If you don’t believe me, you can be a woman to have a try. No woman is willing to be raped.”

“Oh! How about I treat you more tenderly next time? Would the tender way do?” Vincent raised his head. Seeing that Leila’s face as red as a tomato, he was amused. “I’ll give you enough foreplay. I’ll do that well. What do you say?”

“Ah--” she exclaimed in shyness, “Can you stop talking about that?”

“I’m discussing making love with my wife. What’s wrong with it?”

“Wasn’t it a normal thing? Didn’t all couples in the world do such a thing? Didn’t they discuss having sex? If they couldn’t be harmony in the bed, their lifetime happiness would be a question. Why your face is so red?”

“You-- I don’t want to continue this conversation.” Leila almost bit off her tongue.

“Well, how about I practice the foreplay now?” He raised his eyebrows evilly, approaching her again. “I’ll do it until you’re satisfied and agreed.”

“Ah--” Leila could only exclaim, looking so nervous instantly. She was so scared that he would do something for her.

Seeing her expression, Vincent seemed to be quite satisfied. He has been hard working for a whole night and almost died from masturbation, but he was not satisfied. Now seeing her expression, he felt

much better and more balanced in his heart. Steadily, he took a drag of the cigarette. “Tell me a firm answer when we can make love.”

“No way!” she refused him immediately. “Stop saying that! It’s so embarrassing! Vincent, could you please stop doing it? Or you’ll make me look down upon you!”

“You are my wife. You have the obligation!” he retorted her right away, now accepting her refusal at all. “What have I done to make you look down upon me? Well, have you ever thought highly of me before? I really doubt it. Why do you always look down on me?”

His attitude pissed her off. Leila said with a frown, “I don’t want it. You promised me that you wouldn’t force me. You said that in the car. You can’t break your promise and rape me. All right. That’s it. I don’t want to continue such a conversation with you!”

“I’ve said a lot of words. I even did it myself. Can’t you just pity me? Do you want me to keep masturbating in the future? If it goes on like this, I won’t be physiologically healthy. I’m afraid you’ll feel more painful by that time.” Vincent’s face went colder. He could have any woman he wanted. Damn it! Did this woman intent to piss him off? He had already lowered himself to tell her that he had done it himself. What else did she want?

Seeing that she looked so adorable, annoyed, and depressed with a blushed face but didn’t know what to retort, he frowned again. Rolling his eyes, he asked, “You didn’t want to sleep with me last night. Did you also do it yourself last night? I don’t think a woman doesn’t have such a desire. How do you usually resolve such a problem?”

“You... You...” Leila completely lost her tongue. She had never expected that he would ask her such shameful questions. “I’m not so shameless as you!”

“Didn’t you?” Squinting at the panic and embarrassment on her face, Vincent suddenly wanted to burst into laughter. He squinted more evilly and asked, “Leila--”

“You, you, you--” Leila’s face changed between ruby and pale. She realized that once he became naughty, he could really scare her.