Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

“You’re the one who started joking around, Queenie retorted with a look of innocence. Then, she grew serious and said, “Mr. Manson, wouldn’t it be exciting if we eloped? Are you sure you don’t want to give it a go?”

Nigel wanted to scare her. He didn’t expect to be the one getting a shock. It wasn’t fun anymore. “Queenie Silverstein, you can stay here in my house, but don’t even think about setting your sights on me, he warned.

Queenie watched him head off into his bedroom. She chuckled and went into the guest room as well.

It was 11.00PM when Nigel, who lay in bed playing a game, suddenly recalled something. He jumped out of bed and hurried over to his door to lock it. It was only then that he finally returned to bed with a sense of security.

He acted as if Queenie was some kind of hungry predator. The next morning.

Queenie woke up at 8.00AM and opened her door to find a bag of clothes outside the room. A warm, fuzzy feeling blossomed in her heart. That man has actually prepared clothes for me! She took the bag and realized it contained underwear as well.

door to the master bedroom

her. The only person who could enter his house so early in the morning and knew that a woman was staying with him

and went back inside the room to change. Ten minutes later. Nigel was sitting in

in a long, green dress that made her look like a forest nymph who just came out of the woods. Her skin was pale as snow, and the sunlight that came in through the

snapping out of it. Immediately, he turned away his gaze as if giving the woman any more attention would make her

Can you drop me off? I’m late, Queenie asked frantically. Nigel glanced at his watch before setting his

mother. The Silversteins realized that Queenie’s phone had been off the

even bother with it. It’s not as if Queenie would seriously go missing anyway. She then woke Leslie up. and the two of them got ready before heading down to the lobby to check

sitting on a couch in the majestic lobby, Bonnie could sense just how extravagant the Manson Group’s hotel was. All she could think about was what it would be like if

two people came walking in through the entrance. It was a man and a woman, and Bonnie’s eyes flickered

checking out of the room. He had just walked up to Bonnie and was about to pull her