Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Just then, Jasper’s phone rang. After checking the caller ID, he answered it. “Hello?” “Jasper, where are you?” It was Aimee on the other end.

“What’s the matter?” “I want to know where you are,” she requested again. “I don’t need to report my whereabouts outside of work, Aimee,” Jasper said solemnly.

“You’re with her, aren’t you?” Aimee questioned, making Jasper frown. Meanwhile, Aimee continued, “Jasper, if you really like her, you should stay away from her and not move closer.”

“Aimee!” “Don’t let her become your weakness,” Aimee warned and hung up the phone. As Jasper held his phone, Willow, behind him, stared at him. ‘Are you leaving?” she asked worriedly at the sight of his sudden grimness.

At that, Jasper turned around to look at Willow, and his countenance indeed expressed his inclination to leave. Panicked, she rushed to him and grabbed his sleeve, commanding, “Your better not.”

at Willow, his voice hoarse. “Alright, I won’t leave tonight.” Only then did Willow smile. It was already 3.00AM, and dawn

pouring rain outside the window. There was something magical about rainy nights. It would make people drop

There was something superior and dominating about him, and his silhouette was truly captivating. Willow approached

a moment, the figures by the floor-to-ceiling window, the man was strong and sturdy, resembling a towering mountain, unyielding, while the girl was

head against the man’s shoulder, pretending to be unsteady. The man naturally pulled her into his arms, and his gaze

mischievous child who had yet to grow up in front of Jasper, using all her tricks and strategies on

that a man would bring out this side of her in her lifetime. After all, she had always projected an independent and competent image before meeting Jasper, traveling alone around the world to carry out cultural heritage conservation work. However, after meeting Jasper, she

the hotel. He hadn’t expected to be targeted by the special ops, and they had even taken away a batch of his live authorization codes. Now, his batch of goods was

was determined to get back at

I want them dead!” Bucky ordered his subordinates. Bucky’s subordinates weren’t simpletons either. They possessed more advanced technology and information systems. Soon, they captured footage on their screens. The first