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!”

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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

hot tempers, let alone this man determined to regain his pride and assert his

already unhappy with the man for shoving his companion earlier, and now, seeing him attempting to be physical with her, her mood

from her seat. She struck the man’s wrist with a precise kick and made him release his grip on the wine

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

it back on the table. In the next moment, she delivered a punch to the man’s face. His head rang with pain as

the men around her to

who had been attempting to get closer to Shirley, was now inching away cautiously after witnessing her actions. He

been punched still wore an angry expression and

man, pinning 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 at

The man finally felt a wave of fear wash over him. The fierce strength in her eyes and the pressure she exerted