Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Surprisingly, Jasper drove off without a single moment of hesitation or pause. The car soon disappeared around the corner. Elliot could see the tears and reluctance shimmering in Willow’s eyes. He sighed. How could he let his precious daughter fall in love with a member of the special forces? His job was so dangerous.

Thus, he admired Jasper’s actions for Jasper did not leave Willow with a single shred of hope. The RV driving on the road suddenly swerved into a tiny alley. Then, it stopped and stayed there.

A man’s handsome face was reflected in the rearview mirror as he gazed into the mirror with a deep and mysterious gaze that kept his thoughts hidden. He stared at the main road behind him. Six black SUVS sped past the junction as a thoughtful look shone in his eyes.

Just then, his phone rang. He glanced down at it before answering the call. ‘Hey.” “You’ve handed her over to the Presgraves’ men, right? It was his uncle, who was also his superior.

“Yes,” he replied. “Was Miss Presgrave hurt?”

you see Miss Presgrave, avoid her. Don’t attract her attention at all. Do you hear

and powerful her family is? Anyway, in the future, whenever

back now. You’ve made a mess of the mission, so you’ll have to

then started the car once more. Currently, on the way to the airport were the Presgraves’ troupe of cars along with three helicopters escorting them while

center of everything was clearly not happy. Usually, Willow would be eager to tell her father everything about the eventful adventure she just had. Sitting next to her, Elliot waited and waited for her to offer up all the details of her experience, but she did not

asked, concerned. He had heard that Jasper’s safehouse was broken into. She must have been there during the attack,

and reaching out for him with one

all. Hearing that her guess was nearly correct, she pouted. “Why

on the tip of her nose. “I’ll hire more bodyguards for you in the future. This won’t happen again.” “Oh, okay,”

Jasper was, be it his looks, body, or talents. Willow was only 23 years old. It was

ideal candidate in his mind for a son-in-law. That was