A Moment in Destiny

Chapter 229 Bitter and Wronged

As she was suffocated by a huge billow of smoke, Leila burst into a fit of coughing, “Cough, cough…”

Her tiny frame resembled a pitiful rabbit, and the man who was below her body on the other hand exuded a royal and elegant temperament.

Vincent held her thin waist and felt a gentle touch, as if a silky smooth milk was flowing through his hand. His icy gaze were narrowed on her as he ventured into an unrelated question which sounded gentle yet cruel, “Leila, tell me, am I handsome?”

Leila paused briefly before nodding while gnashing her teeth.

“Do you want to marry me?” He followed up with another question.

She didn’t dare to meet him in the eyes because he felt too dangerous now. Her whole body had become stone as his hands continued their iron grip on her waist while his palms were rubbing the skin. She was beyond terrified, “Mr. White, please don’t say that. I beg you, don’t do this…”

Vincent laughed lightly but his smile was menacing. One of his hand dug into her bra, “Hmm, did anyone ever touch this part of you before?”

“No…” Leila fumbled to grab his wrist, but his hand had successfully enclosed one of her tiny yet mellow breasts, and his thumb was pinching the most sensitive spot of her breast. Her pinkish and soft nipple immediately became erect in no time. Leila was grabbing his wrist and trying to pull it off her skin, “Mr. Vincent, don’t do this, ugh… Mr. White, please don’t do this…”

Vincent devilishly pinched her sensitive spot, “Hmm… You are as lewd as your sister…”

“No—“ Leila was sobbing now as her body was trembling within the clasp of his hands. Vincent had buried both of his hands into her shirt, and his thumbs were fondling with her two sensitive nipples.

“No! You can’t do this, Mr. White. I don’t want that thing anymore! I beg you to let go of me!” She put up a mighty struggle as she didn’t want something like this to be done to her by him.

However, Vincent abruptly retrieved one of his arms and he used it to fling away her skirt before tearing off her panties.

“Ah…” His movements were violent and rough, and Leila’s tears almost broke free from her eyes. Her pitiful expression caused him to narrow his eyes.

Vincent stuck one finger into her private part, and when his finger reached a dead end, he couldn’t help but frown. He never thought that Macey’s little sister was still a virgin as his eyes continued to constrict dangerously. He looked like a leopard now with a strange expression on his face.

Leila felt a jot shoo through her body as her hand reached out to pry off his huge hands. How could he touch her there? Her face immediately turned blushing red, “No!”

“Look, you crave for me so much!” Vincent retrieved his hand and studied a moist film covering his fingers now. He said this with disgust and belittlement.

He pushed her abruptly, which caused Leila to fall back onto a study desk behind her. Her buttocks connected with the surface of the table and sent a jolt of pain through her body. This was so painful, but she couldn’t focus on that as she hastened to pull down the skirt which was pulled to her waist by him to cover up her private parts. After getting humiliated in such a way, she couldn’t stop her tears from falling anymore.

“Why are you crying? I didn’t even do anything to you yet, but you’re already all tears?” Vincent stood up as he probed.

Leila immediately widened her eyes with extreme fear as she shrunk back and tried to shove herself to a corner.

Her panties had been discarded to a faraway corner of the room. Yes, he didn’t do that to her yet, but he had humiliated her nevertheless. She bit her lips and tried to force back her tears.

He walked to the back of a bookshelf and took out a CD. He placed it into a player on the computer and spun around the monitor. He asked her, “Is this what you are looking for?”

Leila instinctively looked upwards, and a weird sound immediately became apparent—

“Ah… Oh…” It was her sister’s voice.

Leila instantly felt her cheeks blush, and it was an intense red colour. In the video being played now, a man had his back against the lens of the camera while he was thrusting himself on her sister against a wall. The man was rhythmically swaying his hips and thrusting forward with consistent and firm movements while her sister Macey had her legs wrapped around the man’s strong waist. Her face was exposed in the video, and her reddened face accompanied her joyous moaning…

Leila knew that her sister was looking for this type of CD containing such a video, but she never laid eyes on the contents previously. Now that she had witnessed this, she was completely stupefied. With her cheeks a reddish color, she found it hard to believe that she was watching her sister doing it…

“M—Mr. White…” Leila scrambled forward in order to shut the video, but although the monitor went out, the sound was still there.

“Ah—Oh… This is amazing… Faster…”

Vincent narrowed his gaze as he locked them with hers. NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

“Mr. White, please destroy this thing!” Her voice was trembling due to the extreme embarrassment she was feeling, and also due to her sister’s slutty voice and Vincent’s act of humiliation just now!

“No!” Vincent cracked into a smile.

Leila looked upwards anxiously and met his deep gaze and his playful smile only to find that he was mocking her. Without being concerned with her embarrassment, she hurriedly added, “Mr. White, you have humiliated me enough, and you won’t marry my sister too. You should let her off this time!”

Vincent stared at her without saying a thing. Then, he suddenly lifted the corner of his cruel and cold lips menacingly, and the smile that appeared on his face was exceedingly horrifying.

“I can do that! But I have one condition!”

“What is that?” Leila swallowed hard. “Say it!”

“Marry me!”

She was startled.

The computer was still playing that ambiguous and lecherous moaning sound, and in such an ambience, he was simply watching her from afar and without any rush. He continued slowly, “You can choose to refuse my proposal. However, this video will become a sensation in the whole country tomorrow! It will become the most explosive news of the year!”

“No!” Leila howled in a low voice, “You can’t upload it!”

If this video surfaced on the internet, the Hunter family would become a disgrace, and her sister’s real face as a “slutty woman” would resonate far and wide. With that being said, how could her sister ever be happy again in the future?

If her sister could never be happy anymore, how could Leila face her mother ever again…

“Is it that scary at the notion of marrying me?”

She shook her head while watching him cautiously. His eyes were a blur of emotions, and she was biting her lips so that that blood almost flowed. Then, she heard herself saying with determination, “Alright, I agree to marry you!”

“The wedding will be held next week, and I will inform Mr. Hunter! This is a done deal.” Vincent slowly narrowed his eyes which made him look unpredictable under the bright lights.

“We are doing it that fast?” Leila gasped in shock.

Vincent’s lips curled up while his gaze was one with undecipherable emotion. He was raising his brows, “Is that not okay?”

His tone made Leila feel like she was riding a roller coaster, and she could only shake her head hastily, “No, that’s not it!”

“Then all is said and done!” Leila didn’t dare to meet his eyes because his eyes had turned into a sharp blade, threatening to pierce through her heart. She felt like she would be blown into smithereens just by looking into his eyes.

“Of course that will happen after our marriage!” He studied Leila’s expression with vested interest.

“Are you one to keep your words?” She drooped her head and bit her teeth, not being able to look at him straight.

“Of course!” His voice suddenly sounded somewhere above her.

Leila snapped her head up in shock and realized that he was looming over her. He stretched out his arms naturally and wrapped them around her waist, and with a slight tug, she was in his embrace. He suddenly looked downwards, and his manly breath which had a hint of tobacco sprayed on Leila’s face, which caused the whole atmosphere to become ambiguous.

“Let go of me!” Leila instinctively lurched back in order to put some separation between them, but that only prompted Vincent to lock her within his embrace with his steely grip. She also discovered that by raising her head, her height could at most reach where his chin was. Vincent was actually this tall.

“Leila, remember one thing. The rules of our marriage will be decided by me!” He looked at her with something resembling a half-smile on his face.

The smile playing over his lips somehow lured Leila into a trance. Vincent was really a demon who could cause any women to submit to him mercilessly. She widened her eyes at him and with a flushed face, she answered shyly, “I got it!”

Her reddened face and weak and fragile look was able to melt even the stoniest and roughest heart. He swooped down to press his lips on hers, with his tongue brushing past her half-agape lips because of shock. His tongue then proceeded to slither through her shiny white teeth and joined with her lips.

“Uh—“ The moment she let out a faint squeal, he let go of her and started to narrow his eyes again. He was staring at her without even blinking, and gradually, his gaze turned icy cold, as if he was suppressing some primal emotion from overflowing.

“Then everything is decided! You can go now!”

“Oh!” She hurriedly turned around to retrieve the panties he had hurled to one corner of the room.

“You don’t need to wear that anymore! Leave immediately!” His voice was devoid of any emotion and warmth.

Leila was stunned for one second as her body became a stone. How could she leave without wearing her panties? It was a long journey from Vincent’s house to her own, and she needed to take the bus

too. She couldn’t imagine traversing this journey without her panties. What if she bumped into a perverted person on the bus? And she didn’t want her father’s driver to come fetch her too!

“Mr. White, h—how can I do that?”

“Get lost!” Her objection had ignited the flames of anger in Vincent’s heart, and his voice was as cold as hell.

Leila bit her lips and immediately felt an unbearable bitterness and wrongness creeping up from within herself and her heart. Her tears trickled down her cheeks silently, but she could only bite her lips and turned around, heading to the outside of the room.

When the door was shut lightly, her panties was still lying on the floor in the corner.

As she exited the door of the White family house, Leila clutched the edges of her skirt hard, as if anticipating the night wind which would raise up her skirt and cause her to get exposed.

Her heart was desolate wasteland. She had agreed to his unreasonable suggestion just like that. What was his goal? She didn’t want to think about this anymore. An image of herself as light as a feather appeared in her mind, and she was a feather that swayed according to the wind, without a place to rest.

Now, she knew that there was no turning back.

As she silently wept, she walked back home. She didn’t know how long she had been walking, but she knew that this journey was an endless torture. She had a feeling that she was stark naked and she was being presented to the world in such a state. This was the kind of humiliation that Vincent had brought upon her.

After exiting the White family villa, Leila’s face was so pale that all colors had drained from her face. She looked up at the dark expanse human called the sky, and felt that this endless stretch of void space weighed down upon her, suffocating her.

Leila couldn’t recall how she was able to return to her home. Her hand was attached to her skirt without fail, and although it was night time, she still feared that the fact of her not wearing an underwear would be known to others.

She walked all the way home with bitterness and indignation, and just as she was about to enter the door of her house, she tried hard to force back that sense of bitterness. She told herself not to cry and not to be sad. Leila, you can do it!

“Leila, you are back?” Mrs. Hunter was waiting at the door, and she finally saw her daughter returning home. She hastened her steps forward, “Why do you look so pale? You look tired.”

“Mum, I’m fine!” Leila curled up her lips so that her smile would look more natural. “We’ll talk about this later!”

When she got back home, the first thing she did was to go upstairs and wear a panties. She swore that she would never wear skirt ever again.

“What did Vincent say about that?” Mrs. Hunter delivered a cup of water to Leila.

“Mr. White’s only condition is that I have to marry him!”

“Huh?”

“What?” Macey who had just descended the stairs was startled, “Leila, what did you say?”

Leila raised her head and saw her sister, and her face was full of regret, “Macey, I’m sorry. I never imagine things to turn out like this… He said he wants me to marry him…”