Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Did this man insist on kissing her for a full ten minutes?

The passage of time remained ambiguous, but when Zacharias finally released Shirley, his breath was heavy, and his eyes bore a dangerous intensity, akin to a tiger ready to pounce. He delicately touched her forehead and uttered, “Go back to your room. Don’t come over again.” He struggled to contain the inner turmoil, attempting to release her. The fear of losing control over his sanity haunted him, uncertain of the consequences if he succumbed to the primal instincts within.

She was also obedient, but her legs were a bit weak. She whispered, “Good night.”

After speaking, she quickly left. Back in her room, Shirley lay on the bed, her heart racing. Thoughts of intimately kissing Zacharias consumed her mind. While reflecting on it, she sensed a profound emptiness within, as if she yearned for his embrace.

She immediately covered her flushed face and buried her head in embarrassment. What was wrong with her? How could she think of such things?

The next morning, she asked her father to send her passport. Although the distance was far, the delivery was fast, so it arrived on the second night. Zacharias arranged for her to complete the necessary procedures for going abroad.

was coming along this time. She had been secretly looking forward to it. Shirley packed

work these two days, and she hardly saw him during the day. Finally,

each other

curled into a smile. “Gosh, am I happy or what? I can’t believe I get

words. She wanted to tell Imogen something. However, the fear of causing her friend pain held Shirley back. They had a close bond, and Shirley couldn’t bear the thought of hurting

had orchestrated this situation with the intention of making her feel

when the two women arrived. After they boarded the plane, Shirley and he were in

had a hint of pain when she stared at him. When the plane was

her with a smile. As the

warmth in her heart and silently allowed him to hold her hand. Freddie,

love affair was like a sapling quietly growing in their hearts. Shirley didn’t struggle to define her

to go to Zacharias’ cabin, but her identity made it inconvenient for

status made Imogen feel like all of this was unfair. She put in so much effort, yet she didn’t receive the deserved recognition and fair treatment. Therefore, she wanted to prove that she was not inferior. As long as it aligned with ethical principles, she would