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Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Chapter 2390
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Shirley could do anything. Stunned, Zacharias gazed at her, wondering, Is she genuinely insisting on

accompanying me? “Why do you have to cwith me?” he asked with his arms crossed. His dark hair was still

dripping with water, giving him a sexy and enticing look as the droplets fell on his strong and full chest.

“Because... I..."

“Because you likeand care about me, hmm?” He finished her sentence. Shirley’s eyes widened, but she

nodded to express her willingness to accompany Zacharias abroad. “Yes, that’s the reason. Can | cwith

you?”

His lips curled. Although he forced her to admit it, he was still happy. However, he answered her question with a

touch of indifference. “No.”

“You...” She clenched her fists in frustration. Zacharias began closing the door. In response, Shirley extended her

hand to push it. Just as the door was about to shut, he swiftly reopened it, causing her pushing motion to

transform into a dive directly into his embrace.

The man was clearly doing it on purpose. He opened his arms and embraced her, pressing her face against his

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warm and solid shoulder.

Even though she was annoyed, the arm tightly wrapped around her waist prevented her from escaping.

He grinned. “Do you have any ulterior motives for coming toso late at night?”

Shirley thought, He's obviously the one with ulterior motives, and yet he is pushing this onto me. How

despicable. “Letgo abroad. Still wanting to fight for this, she stayed in Zacharias’ embrace without

struggling.

“The situation abroad is a bit messy. | don’t want you to go,” he honestly expressed his concerns. He was trying

to protect her.

“I'm still going. I'm not scared of death,” she said, raising her head. In her heart, she added, I'm not afraid of

death, but I'm scared of you dying.

He was taken aback by how stubborn she was. He reached out and caressed her head. “Your father wouldn't let

“I'm an adult. | can take responsibility for my actions,” Shirley refuted a bit impatiently. “I don’t need my dad's

approval for everything | do.”

Zacharias couldn't help but kiss her forehead. “Can you promise to stay by my side and not wander off?”

Seeing that he seemed to be agreeing, she immediately nodded. “I can promise not to cause trouble.”

Reluctant to bring her along, he found it hard to resist her imploring gaze. In the end, he yielded. “Fine.” He

nodded.

Shirley breathed a sigh of relief. As she only then realized that she was still being held in Zacharias’ embrace,

she couldn't help but ask, “Can you letgo now, Mr. Flintstone?”

He suddenly spoke in a low voice, “If you want to go abroad with me, | have a request.”

She was slightly taken aback and wondered why he had so many demands. So, she looked up and expressed her

acceptance. “Okay, go ahead.”

“Will you say yes to anything?” he asked in a low, hoarse voice.

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“Yes, | promise you.” She was still too naive.

“Letkiss you for ten minutes.” Zacharias smiled, very pleased with himself.

“No...” Shirley attempted to refuse, but it was too late. He swiftly grasped the back of her neck, his thin lips

silencing any protest she tried to voice.

At that moment, her mind was tinged with regret. Ten minutes! Is he trying to kill me?

As the man’s lips drew near, she experienced a delightful surge of electricity coursing through her body. The

room appeared to stand still in time. The connection evoked an indescribable sensation of sweetness and

pleasure.

Shirley’s senses spiraled into chaos. The figure beneath her touch wasn’t clothed; it was a man with firm

muscles, emitting warmth like a blazing fire. Inexplicably, she found herself enjoying Zacharias’ kisses, craving

even more intimate contact.

The man’s kisses expressed love and tenderness-alternating between swift passion and deliberate slowness as if

savoring his most cherished possession. Her tongue was numb, and her breath was growing shallow. A pervasive

sensation of restlessness and indescribable pleasure overcher as the man’s lips met hers.