Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

“I’m sorry. Can I come in?” She turned her gaze down to look at the floor.

“Sure.” He straightened his shirt before walking over to the couch. He had been expecting a subordinate, not her.

She walked over and bent down to put the cup of coffee on the table before him. However, the unexpected heat coming from the bottom of the cup made her hands jerk, pouring the cup of coffee down onto his pants.

Moreover, the liquid landed on him in the worst place possible.

“Aah!” She instantly darted over with some facial tissues to wipe the liquid away from his pants.

She was in such a state of panic that she forgot where exactly she was touching. She wiped and wiped, and… It was only then that she realized what was going on. Her cheeks were blushing as she stared down at the spot she had been wiping.

sorry. I am so sorry. I did not mean to do this.” She looked

his throat rolled with a swallow. Richard

believed that she was doing this as revenge. Angela’s eyes remained glued to the wet spot on his pants as she gulped. ‘I really did not. It

out!” he barked

eyes in frustration. Why did this happen? It

rushed out of

to the bathroom. In

him a few times, he

image of her fair and innocent face. He then realized the fire burning in him was impossible

Angela, back to clean his floor. Her hair was tied up in a

only filled with papers. Even though the bin was turned over, the only trash on the floor was scrunched-up

her cleaning. He was not going to