Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Chuckling, Shirley answered, “It’s a guess.”

“You must have looked up information on me,” Zacharias teased.

“That goes without saying,” she admitted. “Before coming here, I have to find out what kind of person you are.”

“Oh, what kind of person am I, then?” he asked out of curiosity.

All the previous information and reports she had gathered about him flashed through her mind. Looking in retrospect, she concluded that before getting into contact with this man, all the reports that categorized him as an aloof man couldn’t exactly define what kind of person he was. But now, she knew what kind of person he was-outstanding, capable, and a little playful. “After working by your side for so long, I have a pretty clear idea about what kind of person you are,” she answered.

His smile was increasingly charming. “So, tell me.”

She rejected him haughtily, picking up a match and striking it before lighting the candle. When that was done, she paced

the second floor poured down, but it didn’t affect the light from the candle, and the room was blanketed under a misty light. Sitting across from him, she

song for me!” he requested. Struck with embarrassment, she muttered,

to hear it. “Just a couple

cleared her throat, clapped her hands, and

to you, happy birthday

she finished singing, her face started to burn brightly in the candlelight because he had stared at her unblinkingly while she was singing, his eyes burning

a wish now,” she urged. And don’t ask

a pious, good-looking sculpture. The candlelight danced on his handsome, deep-set features, and Shirley was so mesmerized that she held her breath, forgetting to breathe for a few seconds. Although she wasn’t a superficial

she was staring at him, his eyes suddenly popped open, and he raised his head, catching her right in the moment when she was in a daze. There was a shimmer in his eyes so tender

face. “I’ve made my wish. He looked deeply into her eyes as though. telling her

and blew softly at the candles, then she stood up and turned on the

little, and she took out two plates before slicing a piece of cake and placing it on his plate. Then, she

didn’t have a sweet tooth, he merely took a couple of bites symbolically and pointed at the bag. “Shouldn’t you give me the present