A Moment in Destiny
Chapter 352 Devil Man

"Vincent, I'm sorry! Just leave me alone and go find Leila! I'm sorry..." Pippa knew Vincent couldn't help her either, and she was the one who had been delusional about something, but no one could help her. "Pippa!" Vincent understood his current situation, and as Miyamoto said, he was no match for them.

Pippa shook her head and gave Vincent a reassuring look before she was taken away by Miyamoto.

Pippa was forcibly taken to a remote but luxurious villa. The space was so spacious that she felt like she was in a royal palace, while the chandelier on the ceiling reflected a crystal clear and colorful light, but looked extremely incongruous with the cold and chill tone of the whole villa.

"Ouch..." She fell to the ground by accident and couldn't help but let out a muffled grunt. A stinging pain came from her knee, which should have been scrapped.

Miyamoto then untied his tie, walked to the couch and sat on it. His whole body exuded a domineering and cold aura, so cold that it was as if he was dooming a person to death.

His strapping body leaned lazily on the sofa while his slender frame was wrapped in a dark shirt with a slightly open collar, revealing his robust muscles. His finely chiseled, angular features were dignified with a touch of arrogance, and he just looked at Pippa.

Undeniably, he was handsome and charming, but his personality was so ruthless and evil that she was really afraid of him, a lot!

After so many years, Owen was already five years old, but in these five years, she had never really escaped his clutches. Whenever she escaped for a while, she would be caught back by him, or for the sake of her son, she fell back into his clutches. Fortunately, Miyamoto didn't really steal her son from her, and her son had been with Nora.

If she was destined to be entangled with him like this for the rest of her life, Pippa really didn't know what to do! Was it really necessary for her to die in order to leave this devil?

When she saw Miyamoto's icy eyes gazing at her unblinkingly, she unconsciously felt herself trembling

"You're afraid?" Miyamoto opened his thin lips slightly. His somewhat husky voice was full of charm like a ghost, yet chilling.

"I didn't." Pippa stood apprehensively. Despite the fact that her heart was trembling to the core, she struggled to make herself shake her head while tears welled up in her eyes.

Miyamoto glanced at her disdainfully, radiating a dangerous and appalling aura, and he snorted coldly, "That's for damn sure, Pippa, since you dared to tell me yourself that you don't love me and love another man, you should have the guts to bear my wrath, shouldn't you? How could you possibly be afraid?!"

Pippa's expression froze, not wanting to beat around the bush with him anymore, she asked directly, "Miyamoto, what exactly did you bring me here for?"

"Bed-warming!" His dark hawk-like eyes narrowed, like the Satan of the evil world, as he approached her step by step. "What else can I ask you to do except to be my bed-warmer?"

Pippa's heart sank and her voice trembled unconsciously. "No! I don't love you, and I'm not a whore!"

"Do you still remember what I told you before?" Miyamoto vigorously grabbed her chin with his coarse fingers. His strapping body confined her water-like cold body, and his voice was as cold and merciless as a bloodthirsty Satan.

"If you dare betray me, I will confine you to my side and make you my exclusive slave for the rest of your life, have you forgotten it?"

He gritted his teeth and said it word by word. Looking at the cold smile that curled at the corners of his lips, the fear in Pippa's heart almost overwhelmed all her nerves and she almost suffocated. "No" She finally couldn't help pushing him away vigorously and cried out in agitation. "Let me go!"

A playful sneer emerged at the bottom of Miyamoto's eyes, he was satisfied to see her show fear to him. The more fear she felt, the more he would inexplicably feel excited.

"From now on, you can't and won't take half a step away from my side again!"

He closed in on her again. He clasped her hand tightly, his scarlet eyes looked straight into hers, and the evil smile on his lips that looked like he wanted to destroy the world immediately made Pippa feel crept out and shudder.

"Miyamoto, you have no right to restrict my freedom!" Pippa met his eyes indignantly, her voice was raspy with trembling from agitation.

"Is it because I was too nice to you before? That I was too gentle? So you think I wouldn't do that?" He clamped down on her, a cold smile spreading across his handsome face.

Gentle?!

Pippa was startled, if he was still considered gentle when she was bruised and battered every time she got out of bed, then she'd say his mind was really abnormal.

Pippa refused to let him touch her. She squirmed and struggled, but her struggles seemed so weak in the face of the man's great strength. In the end, she could only be clamped down by him, as she had been every time. Every time, she was forced to have intercourse with him, and this pain had accompanied her for six years.

Miyamoto's icy eyes stared straight into her abruptly blanched face, looking at her with cruel sneer.

"You...don't..." Pippa panicked and looked at the handsome but cruel and bloodthirsty face in front of her, the fear in her heart kept expanding, and her body involuntarily began to tremble.

"Haha, do you know the fear now?" The corners of Miyamoto's mouth curled into a sneer that was cruel to the point of absolute viciousness.

She clenched her teeth and gazed into his smiling, sinister pupils. When she took a step back, he took a step forward until she was cornered beyond retreat.

With a thud, her low back hit the edge of the bed, creating an inevitable muffled sound.

"Ah..." Pippa collapsed onto the bed, and as soon as her body touched the soft bed, she immediately bounced up. This bed was her nightmare and she wanted to stay away from it!

However, she had no sooner sat up in panic than Miyamoto pressed her shoulders and took the advantage to push her down on the bed.

His strong arms tightly circled her slender waist, then his towering body was pressed against hers, and Pippa simply had no room to resist.

There was not a trace of warmth in his embrace, but only bone-chilling coldness in its place. His insidious eyes were fixed on her, and the coldness in his eyes like a thousand years of frost almost froze her whole body in an instant.

"You...let go of me..." Pippa swallowed nervously, her eyes not daring to look directly into his insidious eyes, and even her breathing was carefully controlled by her.

Miyamoto leaned close to her grimly and wickedly. One of his hands clamped tightly around her waist, while the other propped himself up at her side. He looked down from above at Pippa's pale little face, enjoying her horror cold-bloodedly.

With a wave of his hand, her clothes were torn to pieces.

Pippa was so frightened that she wrapped her hands around her breasts, covering them from his view. The bruises all over her body from his torture had not yet healed, and she didn't want to add new ones before the old ones were healed.

Miyamoto coldly watched her frightened action of shielding her breast with both arms, the corners of his mouth hooked up a mocking sneer, then his hand pulled hard and her hand was pinned above her head. The curves of her wonderful body were once again reflected in his eyes, her fair and delicate skin exposed to the air, her tempting breasts rising and falling slightly with her tense breathing, seemingly seducing men to plunder them without hesitation, while the hickeys he had left on her earlier in Japan were still there.

Miyamoto let out a laugh, grabbing Pippa's arm with one hand and raising it high above her head while rubbing her skin directly with the other. When Miyamoto saw her instinctively tremble lightly, he laughed even more wickedly.

'This lunatic,' Pippa growled inwardly.

He even wickedly pinched her exposed softness in the air, kneading it quickly and viciously, enjoying watching them almost deformed by his grip and squeeze. A thrill of revenge grew in his blood. "Ah...so painful..." Pippa cried out miserably and her whole body was in cold sweat from the pain, but Miyamoto didn't let go of her but intensified his pressure.

"It hurts!" Pippa's face became miserable pale, she kept struggling with all her might to resist his beast-like invasion, but the disparity in strength between men and women made her unable to push him even a little.

His lips, his hands, still on her body, kept ravaging and plundering wildly.

Finally, she couldn't help but start sobbing, her eyes covered with a mist of fear. She began to scream in fear, tears rolling down both cheeks.

"No, please, don't do this..." Pippa's little face was pale as she fought off Miyamoto's aggression with her hands and feet.

But such a plea couldn't arouse Miyamoto's reason at all. Her muffled sobs were like an aphrodisiac, instead, stimulating him to destroy her, to tear her apart, to ravage her even more eagerly. "No" she wailed in fear, her voice hoarse and trembling, but unable to stop the man's predatory movements. Without any prelude, without any words of love, he penetrated her mercilessly. The pain, spreading little by little, made the hairs all over her body almost stand on end.

"No, don't..."She was still crying, struggling, resisting, but all in vain.

It just hurt, really hurt, and it was the kind of pain that ripped through the heart. With the man's violent movements, she was almost crumbled by him.

But what hurt more was - her heart!

Tears were streaming down her face and her body was trembling, but Miyamoto ignored her pleas and cries, invading her almost like a beast. "Does it hurt? There's more pain!"

His chilly voice seemed to come from the deepest cellars of hell and made people shiver abruptly. Pippa held her breath in fear, and could only clearly feel him burying his rod even deeper inside her. And her face was already almost distorted with pain. "It hurts..."

She screamed out shrilly, the pain all over her body causing her to break out in a cold sweat. Her tears mixed with sweat, she could no longer tell if it was pain or hate. But the pain was becoming more and more obvious.

The man on top of her had no mercy and didn't care about her at all, but kept on venting his bestiality to satisfy his lust.

"It hurts, it hurts so much...it really hurts..." She clenched her teeth, so painful that she could only pinch the skin of the man's back.

Miyamoto finally regained a shred of sanity. He lowered his head and kissed Pippa's brow over and over again, but the movements of his lower body remained brutal. The gentle kiss and the brutal impact formed a stark contrast.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐