Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Shirley’s legs weren’t just slender, but they exuded a powerful beauty that one would assume felt particularly exciting to the touch!

Derek poured himself a drink and extended a glass toward her. “Pretty, I’ll raise a glass to you. Do me the honor, will you?”

Shirley didn’t even bother to respond. However, the two men who were quite attached to Derek were immediately displeased. One of them frowned and said, “Hey! Derek bought you a drink. Aren’t you going to have a drink with him?”

Shirley replied coldly, “I don’t want to drink.”

The man, who had been humiliated by her, suddenly pushed away the girl beside him and pointed at Shirley while saying, “Don’t disrespect me!”

grabbed it and pulled it forcefully, causing it

cried out in pain as he stared at his dislocated finger in disbelief. His eyes were filled with rage. He instantly grabbed a wine bottle and intended to smash it at Shirley to vent

frequenting bars were known for their hot tempers, let alone this man determined

was already unhappy with the man for shoving his companion earlier, and now, seeing

man was about to strike, she swiftly rose from her seat. She struck the man’s wrist with a precise kick and made him release his grip on the wine bottle. With the bottle in midair and about to crash to the ground, she kicked it again, and the wine bottle soared up into the air before landing steadily in her hand as if

man’s head. He was terrified and screamed, but just when the bottle was mere inches away from his head,

intend to waste a perfectly good bottle of wine and gently placed it back on the table. In the next moment, she delivered a punch to the

was both authoritative and cold, causing the men around her to hold their

now inching away cautiously after witnessing her actions. He didn’t want to offend this dangerous woman, as the consequences of provoking her were

The man who had been punched still wore an angry expression and seemed ready

on the couch. Her long and slender leg felt like a sharp sword that was

to say it again.” Shirley’s gaze was icy cold. The man finally felt a wave of fear wash over him. The fierce strength in her eyes and the pressure she