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!”

he extended his finger toward Shirley, she grabbed it and pulled it forcefully, causing it to dislocate with a loud

filled with rage. He instantly grabbed a wine bottle and

tempers, let alone this man determined

the wine bottle at her to teach her a lesson. Shirley’s eyes darkened. She was already unhappy with the man

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

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

him. Shirley didn’t intend to waste a perfectly good bottle of wine and gently placed it back on the table. In the next moment, she delivered a

cold, causing the men around her to hold their breath, afraid even to

now inching away cautiously after witnessing her actions. He didn’t want to offend

who had been punched still wore an angry expression and seemed

him down on the couch. Her long and slender leg felt like a sharp sword that was capable of breaking several of his rib bones

a wave of fear wash over him. The fierce strength in her eyes and the pressure