Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Shirley looked at him nervously. “No, no. I’m not tired. I’m willing to do it.”

This threatening method was indeed quite effective. “Come upstairs and find me in twenty minutes!” Zacharias said before leaving.

“Oh! Is it starting tonight?” Shirley asked in surprise.

“Do you want to pick a specific time?” the man retorted. Even if she was unwilling, she had to endure it because she couldn’t afford to offend this man.

“All right. I’ll come upstairs in a while,” Shirley replied. She just realized that the man had finished all the dumplings in his bowl. It seemed like he had been really hungry.

It made sense; this man’s mental work must be quite heavy, which made him more prone to. hunger. Shirley washed the dishes and tidied up the table. It was already 11.00PM when she was. done with it.

She sighed while thinking, It’s just three months. I can endure it. However, when she thought about it now, three months seemed quite long! Ninety days! This is unbelievable.

that the lights were off. She couldn’t help but wonder

deep breath and pushed open the door to the man’s master bedroom. To

she could hear the sound of water coming from the bathroom. She suddenly felt awkward. Was this man planning to have her massage

many shirtless men and never felt embarrassed, but why did she feel uneasy. doing it for

moment, the bathroom door opened, and Zacharias came out wearing only black pajama pants, exposing his full chest muscles and tight abdominal

chaotic. Did this man

to watch

Flintstone, do you want to

using a towel to dry his hair. His usually neat hair was now disheveled on his forehead, making him look a few years

his hair, he draped the towel around his neck and casually lay on his large gray bed. Shirley took a deep breath and walked over. She

know,

a shameful thing; many people paid for massages

of massage techniques to

indeed well-defined and strong. Each muscle held hidden power. It was no wonder he

in a husky voice. Shirley stopped her hands at his waist. Did he really want her to go lower? No. She couldn’t do this; she didn’t want