Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

“It hurts, Zacharias uttered in a whiny tone. “Where does it hurt? Stand still, and let me look at your wound, Shirley replied, her voice laced with concern. The man stood upright as she reached over to remove his suit and vest. Then, she slowly unbuttoned his shirt.

His breath quickened, and he sounded increasingly breathless. He was simply too aroused by the woman’s actions as she removed his clothes. “Seems like you’re getting used to undressing me,” he teased.

She glared at him and thought, Is he still in the mood to joke around? His injury probably isn’t too severe, then! Nevertheless, as she examined the wounds on his back, fresh bloodstains seeped through his bandages, causing her to gasp at the sight. She could only imagine how much it must hurt but was also impressed by his pain tolerance.

“It looks like your wounds have reopened. We have to head back to get them treated in the hospital. You shouldn’t wear such tight clothes for now,” Shirley uttered.

“So, you expect me to walk out naked then?” Zacharias asked playfully.

“You’d freeze to death.” She raised an eyebrow. The temperature was warm in the building, but the weather outside was around four to five degrees.

“You do care about me, huh, Miss Lloyd!” He chuckled.

it’s my duty as a friend,” Shirley replied flatly. Then, she handed him his coat. “Put this

and carefully put it on,

now, Mr. Flintstone.” Roy

of the room with

to Zacharias’ wounds. Shirley stood by his side, but when she saw fresh blood oozing from his injuries, she turned her face away, unable to bear the sight. Surprisingly, the man didn’t make a

doctor’s forehead glistened with beads of sweat as he finished tending to Zacharias wounds. “Mr. Flintstone, please try not to apply. any more pressure on your wounds if

Thank you,” Zacharias replied

noticed a thin layer of sweat on Zacharias’ forehead, so

help me with that, he

arm perfectly fine

my bodyguard?” he

and she had no choice but to wipe his sweat off for him. As she did so, the man reached his hand out and held on to hers. “I’m

away. “What are you

I don’t have anything planned out yet,” she replied. Her father hadn’t passed

had to show up for her job. “Why don’t you stick around and work with me?’ he offered. ‘I can offer