Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Josephine wanted to grab her cell phone but left it on the couch outside. She wasn’t sleepy and wanted to watch some news, so she decided to go and get it. She thought that Ethan. might have already gone to bed.

Feeling lucky, Josephine opened the door, hoping to get her cell phone quickly and sneak back to her room. However, life was nothing if not unpredictable. Just as she headed toward the couch, a man wearing only his pajama pants appeared from the balcony where he had just finished a call.

The two of them met in the dimly lit living room. Josephine’s mind went blank. She hugged her chest awkwardly and said, “I’m looking for my phone.”

Ethan squinted and admired her in her wine-red nightgown. It was just as he imagined. He knew that her perfect body, which men couldn’t help but fantasize about, was hidden underneath her formal work clothes. Josephine searched through the couch cushions, but the more she hurriedly looked for her cell phone, the harder it was to find it.

“Do you need any help?” Ethan shook his cell phone. All he had to do was make a call and they would be able to locate the phone. Josephine looked at him with a pleading expression. “Please help me find it.”

Josephine’s cell phone and. discovered it was wedged into the gap in the couch. Josephine was speechless upon seeing that. I must have accidentally pushed it into

her. Bending down, he offered, “I’ll do it.” Josephine breathed, a hint of an alluring scent emanating from her as her

two people dressed like that were here to fetch her phone. Can’t something elegant and

fingers were long and he quickly picked up her phone. Josephine took it gratefully and thanked him. Ethan scanned her nightgown. The design of the two straps was subtle under the light. It looked as if it was made to be easily torn off, arousing thoughts of carnal desire

couch with force, and now it was diagonally in front of her. However, she didn’t

hold her, his calloused palms filled with manly. strength touching her waist through her thin nightgown. Before she could react, he had picked her up in his arms. She covered her forehead, feeling

Ethan’s hand gently rubbing her forehead. “Does it hurt?” “N-No… I’m fine,” she replied, but at the moment, she was more focused on the fact that she was lying in his

However, Ethan suddenly carried her and took her straight back to her room. “I’ll carry you back to your room, so you

that point as she wondered why she kept getting hurt today. Ethan laughed and said, ‘Do you remember what you