Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

“W-Why do you have to speak so harshly? You’re cursing me, aren’t you?” Willow’s anger burned as she gritted her teeth and glared at him. At that moment, she observed Jasper driving the car through one road after another as if he had a destination.

“You don’t live here, do you?” she asked. curiously.

‘To a safe house,” he answered. “A safe house?” Willow blinked, and a flicker of thought crossed her mind. “Are you an undercover cop? Are you affiliated with Interpol?”

“No.” Jasper denied it directly. “No? Then, who exactly are you?” She persisted in her unyielding questioning.

“I already told you. I can’t reveal my identity, so stop asking.” With that, he abruptly clutched his chest. The steering wheel jerked in a different direction under his grip..

Are you okay?” Willow was startled. She noticed him furrowing his brow, a sheen of cold sweat

had only just gotten out of bed today and had driven all the way here to rescue her. Even if he’s as tough as iron, how

accelerator. Willow quickly grasped her seatbelt in fear. Is he trying to re-enact a scene from Fast and

door open to exit, only to collapse on the ground. Traces

to support him. However, her strength proved insufficient, and

to reveal a

sound hinted at a robust iron door concealed behind the wooden entrance. Willow finally grasped that this was the safe house as it exuded a

it revealed a suite designed in a backroom style. It encompassed all the expected amenities, including a row of computers akin to

the first aid kit? Let me bandage your wound!” she told him. He

hurriedly went to the cabinet and discovered a first aid kit. Carrying it over to the couch where he was seated, she noticed him removing his shirt and

cotton ball from the kit and instructed, “Lie down. I’ll stop the bleeding