Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

“Mmm!” Shirley felt dizzy from the prolonged kiss, and her body instinctively tingled with a warm sensation. At the same time, her hazy eyes seemed to focus a bit. In her semi-conscious state, she suddenly realized that the person kissing her wasn’t Cole. Instead, it was….

Zacharias.

“Zacharias… it’s you.” She had been kissed for several minutes before realizing who was actually kissing her. Zacharias grunted with irritation. “Finally figured it out?’

A pair of dominating yet restrained eyes, now as thick as the night, seemed to contain a wild beast ready to roar and break free at any moment.

Shirley was almost on the verge of passing out from the passionate kisses. She suddenly pushed him away like a child and said, “Stop kissing me! You’re not allowed to kiss me anymore. Leave.”

Her feeble protest and rejection had no real authority, but they seemed to ignite a desire in him to tease her until she cried.

“Are you blaming me when you’re the one who won’t let go of me?” The man spoke, and his warm lips, in her moments of slight clarity, covered her own as they moved in a series of kisses. He was clearly filled with desire, yet he had to restrain himself, making it an agonizing experience.

was usually strong but now felt weak. However, Zacharias’ aggression

filled the

to go too far with her. He sat up, removed her boots, and gently laid her down on the bed. He then pulled the blanket over

to open her eyes. At this moment, she felt a warm hand on her

slumber. Zacharias finally got up and left the room. Tony was watching TV downstairs. He had realized that Shirley was the woman that

up as if he were a

Zacharias asked as he sat down

honest answer. “It was her,” he said. Curiosity got the better

don’t need to know her name,” Zacharias

I need to know? She’s going to be my future aunt!” Tony retorted. Zacharias’

raised an eyebrow and

until you marry her

from marrying her as the girl still had another man in her heart. How was he going to win her

and rest. In the future, don’t