Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Aimee was sitting in front of her computer when Jasper returned to the room. She looked up at the man who had just come in and asked, “Where did you go?” “Nowhere important, Jasper replied as he made his way to his room.

She couldn’t help but follow him. “Jasper, we are partners. You can’t keep anything from me, or we won’t be able to work together.” “Aimee, just focus on your own tasks.” Jasper then closed the door behind him.

Aimee couldn’t stop her chest from rising and falling from anger for a moment. She had been selected as an international agent and was an exceptional young woman. However, she couldn’t ignore her feelings for Jasper. She had tried repeatedly to restrain herself, and yet, she couldn’t help but pay attention to him.

Her heart wouldn’t calm down whenever they were together. It wasn’t as chaotic when Jasper was fully focused on his work before, but ever since she heard that he had been acting absent-minded after his return to the team, her heart had become restless.

It was because Willow had entered his heart. Jasper having someone he was interested in was making Aimee feel as if something had set her sights on had been stolen from her.

an ordinary woman. After all, Willow Presgrave did come from a formidable family. As such, Aimee hoped that Willow wouldn’t set her heart on Jasper.

her phone without putting it down. She was trying her best to

having a tough time holding it in. She had typed out several messages, but she

gave me a purse last time, I’ll accompany her to choose some gifts! Willow then made plans with Mae, who

the elevator. As soon as he saw Willow, he quickly closed the game interface and sent a message to his partner. The target is out.

approached her and apologized. “Oh, excuse me. I’m heading down as well.” Willow

with her, they took the risk of kidnapping this beautiful woman as a tribute in order to please their boss.

the part where Willow left her room. He watched as she

He observed her standing at the service counter, ordering coffee, and choosing a seat. Even without any filters, she