Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

The warmth of those little moments made Shirley’s heart beat uncontrollably for Cole. Despite the hardships of daily training, they would seem as sweet as eating sugar as long as she could catch a glimpse of him. She would rush to the field just to see him. Wasn’t love supposed to be like this?

Her heart was in chaos. In the end, she shook off everything that happened tonight. She firmly believed that she absolutely could not have any intimate behavior with Zacharias in the future for the sake of being with Cole.

This was out of respect for love and Cole. Zacharias must be lacking a woman around him, which led to such actions.

The sound of rain outside diminished. Shirley suddenly remembered something and immediately sat up before going to the door to lock it from the inside.

Zacharias was like an out-of-control wild beast who was ready to attack at any moment. She had to be on guard against him.

Zacharias lay on the bed in the master bedroom, thinking about the two consecutive kissing incidents. In the end, he concluded that he truly liked this girl.

so much effort into caring

he was not

determined light, like a hunter locking onto the

happened in the villa. In the early morning, Shirley got up and

pay respects to his mother today. Should she go with him? She went to the independent bathroom to

long hair behind her head.

the door and coincidentally heard the main bedroom door opening as well. The two people who stepped

last night. She shouldn’t offend this man during her internship. Even if

Her expression was no longer nervous and flustered

a slight disappointment in his heart. This just showed that he didn’t matter much

took the lead. She followed him downstairs. It was still early, so they had time for breakfast. He stood in front of the kitchen and started to prepare breakfast. The coffee machine on the side had already been turned

herself but rather about Zacharias, who was usually in an environment with constant temperature. She didn’t want him to catch

sizzling aroma wafted over; he was making scrambled eggs. Given the

minutes, the man came over with breakfast, saying, “Eat