Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Josephine picked up the water glass and murmured gratefully, “Thank you.” Meanwhile, Ethan sat on the couch, staring at her screen. She blushed a little and mumbled, “Don’t look.”

It was because she was writing a piece that mentioned the relationship between the sexes. Although she had never been in a serious relationship, her words were delicate and sharp when she wrote this type of article, as if she were an experienced person in love. Truth was, Josephine was a girl who often burst out with dirty jokes among her colleagues, and sometimes with her friends too.

“Why can’t I look?” Ethan couldn’t help but ask with a smile when he noticed the headline she wrote, ‘Who likes doing the deed more, men or women?’

“I just don’t want you to look.” Josephine covered her computer and blushed. “Where did you get the experience to write these news articles?” The man did not let her off the hook and continued to ask.

Josephine’s face turned red upon realizing that Ethan had seen what she wrote. “Have you never heard of someone imagining things?” she stuttered. Ethan burst out laughing. “Are you writing based on your imagination?”

to write. While writing, she muttered, “I will also have to send the manuscript to my desk later.” Ethan was slightly surprised to hear that. “It’s

for you. It’s too late, so don’t go.” Ethan felt sorry

Their imagination was even richer than hers. They would surely spread rumors about her being the homewrecker who got beaten up

the person Ethan had summoned. After that, she went into the bathroom and looked around. She didn’t know if it was because of the medicine she applied or her young age, but the swelling

Josephine looked at Ethan, who was in the master bedroom. She thought she should go over and say a few words before closing the door

saw that the bedroom door was not closed, so she walked over. However, before she could knock, a warm figure with only

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body! He’s parading it for me? Ethan looked at her dumbfounded expression and was open about it,

gulped discreetly, forcing herself to move her eyes away and stare at the floor. She blushed

a bag and handed. it to her. “Here’s the pajamas

the bag and saw a thin, burgundy nightgown inside.