Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Chapter 269 A Kiss and a Plot

It was seductive and hypnotic, and Anastasia was dumbfounded for a while.

Anastasia struggled as if her life depended on it, unwilling to lose her sense of self in those eyes. However, right then, the man was already reaching out greedily and touching her exquisite face. “Miss Tillman, it’s such a wonderful night. It will be a pity if we don’t do something romantic.”

Anastasia was in Elliot’s arms now, enveloped in his fragrance. She was invaded by the fiery light in the depths of his eyes, letting down her guard a little. She fought to get her sense of reason back and reached out to push him away.

However, in the next second, the man lowered his gaze and cut off all her chances of escape. He kissed her forcefully, his tongue exploring her mouth and stealing her sweet essence.

This is horrible! Anastasia thought, but she felt her determination wavering. She was also holding back when she pushed him just now. What’s going on?

help but curse her hesitation, which was why this man thought her a vulnerable victim. That was why he would take advantage of her in the corridor in the middle of the night. But this man’s kiss

actually experienced a sense of wonder and expectation. This man had dug out her hidden excitement and awakened

a fire that burned Anastasia’s reasoning away. Some time later, in addition to their already loosely clothed bodies, the man’s more dangerous spot had startled Anastasia back

getting late… Go to sleep!” Anastasia struggled and finally broke free of him, then turned her back on him, expressing her rejection with

ear and spoke in his alluring voice. “Whatever we left off tonight, I will continue in my dreams.”Anastasia felt her mind explode. This man even wanted to dream of such things? When she turned around, only the aura of the

one sentence, but Anastasia

the bed, and the kiss came to her mind as soon as she closed her eyes. Her

she could no longer differentiate dreams from reality. No matter what, she was blushing

it was already late in the morning. She

the servants, whereas her son and Elliot were in the field. The little guy fell in love with this patch of grass, and

morning. Anastasia found a spot from where she could watch her son play soccer, and then she sipped her morning coffee as she watched her son run around in the sunlight. This was one

the man in sports attire. He was wearing a gray top paired with black sweatpants. As he stood among the grass, he appeared large, mighty, and imposing. There was a constant, strong, and domineering

She was once again troubled, and she made up her mind that such things must never happen

Never!