Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

“I want to take charge of Bourgeois,” Anastasia said as she looked up at Elliot. Francis initially wanted her to continue managing Tillman Constructions, but she had no interest whatsoever in building materials, so he decided that he would hand the business over to Elliot after retirement.

“Alright, then. You’ll be the commander in-chief for Bourgeois from tomorrow onward,” Elliot said. He couldn’t care less about profit margins and operating costs as long as his wife could amuse herself. He would always be there as a safety net for her.

Warmth surged through Anastasia when she heard this, but before she could thank him, he added, “Go and do whatever you like. Don’t you worry about a thing. because I’m always going to be here to catch you when you fall, okay?”

In that quiet room, Elliot’s tender love

and indulgence for Anastasia seemed audible in his words. He sounded firm and assuring, making her heart skip a beat. Upon hearing the solemn promise

underlying his bold statement, she felt like she was in the safest harbor, protected by some great, universal force.

She could do whatever she liked, and if she messed things up, he would always be there to help her get through it. She did not need to worry about a thing, because he was the fort that would keep her shielded from the brutal consequences of failure.

That said, Anastasia knew taking over Bourgeois was not just a game she decided to play on a whim. Now that she had voiced out her desire to run it, she would have to make her words count and show him she was not just doing it out of fun.

better version of herself, because how else would

time falling asleep after binge-watching several episodes of a new hit drama through the

come after that.

floor while Arthur and Emily were resting on the

of the refrigerator. She thought a cold drink

cold and crisp voice spoke up behind her. “What are you doing up in the middle of

against the door of

on me like that? For heaven’s sake, you had

sore spot on her

to get a drink as well. The

milk on the top row of the refrigerator and reached up to grab it. However, her fingertips could barely brush it. She was just about to give up when a large hand easily grabbed it and handed it to her. As she took over the

tousled over his forehead, unlike during the day. He was peering into the fridge for something to drink as well, revealing

He looked breathtaking.

looked down with narrowed

eye contact. Her heart was beating so loud and fast that it was a wonder he didn’t hear it.

who was hardly paying any attention while walking, accidentally slipped on one of the steps. There was a thud as she fell, bashing her knee on the