A Moment in Destiny novel Chapter 53

He felt her crying and her fragile body trembling in his arms. He tried to suppress his lower body from the tightening and throbbing as he closed his eyes slightly, but he opened them in a blink and carried her to the bed.

 

Her tearful face had left him a little bewildered for a moment. Putting her down, he didn't do anything else but walked to the window and lit a cigarette. He took a big sip and was silent.

 

She sobbed, sensing that Mr. Fox wasn't doing anything. She opened her eyes, searching for him, only to find his tall figure standing by the window. It looked even more lonely with its height.

 

The smell of cigarettes diffused into the room. Sherry felt an overwhelming sense of melancholy. She didn’t know why she felt this way either.

 

She looked around the house and realized that all the furniture was the same, untouched and didn’t move a bit. Everything was nothing but spotless.

 

He didn’t say anything, and he just kept smoking. Sherry sat up from the bed, curled up, didn’t know what to say.

 

The atmosphere was ambiguous, dull, overwhelming.

 

“Go and take a shower!” he said in a cold voice of a sudden.

 

She froze. She was embarrassed and her face was feeling hot.

 

Mr. Fox watched her cheeks flush, and it was so beautiful that men would go insane. He turned his face away once more, suppressing the excitement within him, and took another hard sip from his cigarette.

 

Sherry gulped. As she saw him turning his back towards her, she stood up and walked towards the bathroom in his bedroom. 

 

Before entering, she heard him say,

 

“There are pyjamas in the wardrobe!”

 

She shivered in fear and was speechless.

 

She was stunned to open the wardrobe and saw a clear selection of women's clothes, and it was the same as five years ago.

 

“They were prepared for you five years ago!”

 

She panicked. Why hadn't he thrown them away?

 

He urged her while he continued to smoke, “Hurry up!”

 

She entered the bathroom.

 

When she came out again, she saw him with his hand still holding a cigarette.

 

He tilted his head up and looked at her when she opened the door.

 

She chose a conservative cotton nightgown, wearing slippers. Water droplets can be seen on her fair feet, and her hair was still dripping water. Her wet hair was hanging casually over both her shoulders, standing at the doorway of the bathroom apprehensively.

 

She was nervous, uncomfortable, shy, helpless...

 

His eyes darken as he looked at her. He turned around and pressed a remote control, and the lights went out!

 

“Ah!” Sherry cried out in fear as darkness descended.

 

There was nothing but silence all around her, and she subconsciously searched the place where Mr. Fox stood. In the 

darkness, everything was out of sight. Even though nothing can be seen, she felt a sharp pair of eyes staring at her. That gaze was like a wild beast that wanted to tear its prey apart on the spot.

 

She was inexplicably frightened and couldn't help but to escape. But her body was pulled in by someone.

 

“Ab..” She screamed.

 

Her eyes opened wide with fear, and she was wrapped around so tightly by him. She reached out and tried to push him away.

 

She touched his chest through his clothes. She was shocked that his body temperature was very high. The tightness of his 

muscle had made her dumbfounded.

 

This sensation made her think of William that blocked her in the toilet. Why men had so much strength? Was it because 

they're animals that only live on their desire?

 

“Scared?” His voice was husky and frightening.

 

She was shaking and didn’t know what to say.

 

The scent of tobacco swept over her senses and was somehow attracted to it.

 

Suddenly, he jerked his hand around the back of Sherry’s head. He moved up to her face and began to kiss her roughly and fiercely.

 

In a panic, she didn't feel the mask, but rather the sensation of the skin. She subconsciously reached her hand out, and 

indeed, she didn't feel the mask.

 

Did he take off his mask?

 

She wanted to see his face so badly, to know who he was? His skin was fair, and his face was very smooth except for slight stubble under his chin, which was somewhat prickly.

 

He was like a leopard that had been stalking its prey for a very long time. Only now did he had the chance to strike. He wouldn't let her get away at all.

 

His kiss fell on her lips, so eager and oppressive.

 

“Mmm...” Sherry only felt her blood freezed while his kisses fell on her. His kiss fell on her face, her lips, her neck, and it 

moved down along her chest...

 

Then she felt herself being picked up and walked over to the bed. Mr. Fox put her on the bed, followed by his fit body, pinning her down.

 

“Don't..” the word strained out from Sherry's lips, but her next sentence was quickly drowned by the frantic kiss of Mr. Fox's 

lips and his tongue action...

 

His palm caressed her back, and he held her in his arms. Trapping her tightly, he felt her rawness, and he felt a sense of 

pleasure in his heart.

 

His lips seemed to have magical powers, and the warmth of his lips almost melted her body. She couldn't help but let out a 

moan. Her slightly open lips had let in a wet tongue, and it curled and teased in between her lips and teeth.

 

This feeling of being kissed was somehow familiar. The smell of tobacco, the scent of freshness, and the rigid masculine scent assaulted her nose.

 

This made her feel ashamed. How could she have any feelings for it? It was just a business between them. It was a business she had to commit herself to see her son again!

 

But the limp and numb sensation made Sherry feel strange and shy. His lips had already kissed along her face and moved to the neck. He was leaving wet trails that traced the curve of her sexy collarbone.

 

“Ugh..” Sherry finally got a little chance to have a deep breath. He had nibbled her neck, and the tingling made her body weak with slight trembling.

 

There was a loud tearing sound, and her nightgown had split into two.

 

“No!” She screamed, her small hands pushing against his chest. Only realized that he had already undressed, “No..”

 

“Don't you want to see your son again?” He asked in a deep voice while holding her hand.

 

nights. Finally, she had fainted.

 

It was 4 a.m.

 

Mr. Fox finally got out of bed.

 

He put on his mask.

 

And he switched on the lights.

 

He looked at the sleeping face on the bed with pity. Her body was covered in hickeys he had ravaged.

 

Then he got up and dressed, he then left!

 

The villa returned to silence.

 

Sherry was used to waking up at 6 a.m. Her biological clock had been very accurate for all these years.

 

She woke up in a daze from her stupor, not yet fully awaken as she was half asleep. When she opened her eyes, the lights 

were on, and Mr. Fox was no longer beside her!

 

In the mountains in the morning was chilly, Sherry's bare shoulder felt a slight chill. Her whole body was aching, especially her weak waist, where it felt like it’s about to snap.

 

Her body was feeling heavy and weak.

 

And her body had a strange feeling of aching and relaxing... There was an indolent, ambiguous, and sensual sensation. A 

night of sex had caused her to lose her virginity once more!

 

At this moment, she was finally awake and got up, looking for her clothes. She only realized that her nightgown was shredded. Her body stiffened, her face went pale, and she began to tremble uncontrollably with tears streaming down!

 

As soon as she had lifted her own weak and feeble body, she collapsed again.

 

Her whole body was sore. She was out of strength. And the pain between her legs surged back as if it were tearing from her significant movements! Although she had given birth, her body was like she was still a virgin.

 

Sherry sat on the bed. Endless panic and remorse struck her. It made her unable to face this cruel reality.

 

Once again!

 

For the sake of her child, when on earth would she ever see her child again!

 

There was no one in the villa.

 

Sherry found yesterday's clothes and put them on. She was shedding tears as she did so.

 

Just as she opened the door, she saw a middle-aged man walked over, “Miss, Mister has instructed me to send you downhill!”

 

Sherry froze and looked at the sky. The sun was already up, and she had to go home to change for work. So, she accepted 

the driver to give her a lift.

 

It turned out that it was a taxi, and when Sherry wanted to pay, the driver told her that the gentleman had chartered his car. 

 

And he would be responsible for picking up and dropping off Sherry in the future. The driver also left his phone number.

 

But after Sherry changed her clothes, she took the public bus to work.

 

As soon as she entered the building, she felt even more uneasy in her heart and was inexplicably afraid of seeing William.