Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

At this moment, Harmony stood at the door of Room 8888 with Reuben keeping a close eye on her from behind. That resulted in her having no choice but to pretend that she was here to sell herself. Although she was afraid to knock on the door and had no idea what kind of person was inside, she felt like there was a force pushing her, compelling her to go through with this.

Secretly taking a deep breath, she rang the doorbell.

In the meantime, Reuben’s fists were already clenched tightly. He was eager to find out who her benefactor was, curious about their appearance and status in the entertainment industry.

At the same time, he couldn’t help but imagine that the person might be an older or perhaps a wealthy yet ordinary-looking man. Either way, the idea of the woman he’d held dear for five years sharing that intimate moment for the first time was like a painful stab to his heart.

But what if the man inside opened the door and asked who she was? Wouldn’t that expose her? Then, she would

they could at least pretend to know each other when she entered the door and prevent the

relax, he heard his doorbell ringing. Intrigued, he pondered who might be seeking him out at this hour and approached the door. When he looked through the peephole and saw a young woman

quite interesting. The image of the tearful eyes that he saw at the airport flashed through his mind. There seemed to be a

out and twisted

door, Harmony and Reuben stood in stunned silence for a few seconds. Her eyes widened as she realized she hadn’t paid much attention to Ezekiel’s appearance at the airport and wasn’t in the mood to scrutinize the video closely. As a result, she wasn’t expecting the man to look so breathtakingly handsome in

wealthy but average-looking person. Still, he never expected him to be a handsome young

“You’re here!” Ezekiel smiled.

door frame. Her slender hands circled his neck as she stood on her tiptoes. Then, she directed her soft, red

a hint of sweet fragrance, left an

blank for a few seconds, like someone overwhelmed