Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

“Another, to the brim,” said Sophia nonchalantly as she brought the wine glass to Arthur, who was instantly amused. His gaze was fathomless yet crystal-clear under the lights, looking exceptionally charming.

“Are you sure you know how to drink wine?” Despite doubting, he still poured her half a glass of sweet wine.

Sophia didn’t want to stand on ceremony with him anymore. He would be someone else’s husband after the next sunrise; she couldn’t order him around anymore after that.

“C’mon, fill it up to the brim. Don’t be so stingy.” She propped her chin up, looking all ‘I don’t get drunk easily.

At that, Arthur topped it up, and as the liquid was coming up to the top, he asked with worry, “Are you sure you really want to drink this way?”

“Ye-ap!” Sophia enunciated with a nod, took the wine glass from him, then chugged the entire glass of wine down again. This sure is good wine.

Meanwhile, Arthur took a graceful sip, his gaze latched onto her this whole time. Her soft long hair sat neatly on her shoulders, surrounding her stunning, fair face.

Arthur fell into a momentary trance, thinking, The way this girl drinks sure looks fine.

wine only to notice she was still sober, and

“Eight percent.”

answer led her to be frustrated. She wouldn’t get

have anything stronger in here?” she asked. “I want whiskey.” Arthur had only brought her here because he wanted to spend a bit more time with her. But who’d

not the type for

With that, she searched the racks and found one with an abe of

the cap open, then searched for a whiskey glass but to no avail. Thus, she just

toward her and snatched the bottle of whiskey from her. “What, are you

was doing fine until he snatched the bottle from her, causing her to choke and reflexively lean against the table, coughing violently. The next second, she felt a

into his arms. Her actions stumped Arthur for a split second before he wrapped his arms around her and looked

his shirt, but she couldn’t

for she wouldn’t be able

his brows locked into a deep furrow, letting the young in his arms cry and

and stood on tiptoes. She wanted to kiss him, but he towered

Seeing that he wouldn’t lower his head, she began crying aggrievedly. But just as she was about to give up, Arthur lifted his arms around the waist while lowering his head, bringing their faces close together.

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