Night of Destiny

Anastasia realized Elliot didn’t take the t-shirt with him after he entered the bathroom. While Jared went back to his room to play with his Lego, she started tidying the living room and lost track of time.

When Anastasia heard the door to the bathroom opening, she turned around instinctively to see Elliot, whose hair was wet, coming out wearing nothing but his slacks.

Under the light’s illumination, his strong physique was completely exposed, revealing his refined shoulder blades and collar bones, as well as his defined abdomen muscles. As Elliot didn’t have his belt on yet, Anastasia couldn't help but feel threatened by his presence right there and then.

Nevertheless, she couldn't help but go into a trance as this was her first time seeing such a perfect male built. As a perfectionist, Anastasia really wanted to sneak a few more glances at Elliot.

“Are you done with staring?” Elliot’s sore throat made his voice sound slightly hoarse, while Anastasia’s face flushed quickly before she lowered her head and wiped the table in a hurried manner to act as if she was busy.

“Uhm... Your t-shirt is on the couch,” she reminded.

Then, Elliot took long strides toward the couch before wearing the yellow t-shirt. Just then, his gaze landed on Anastasia’s slender waist. Suddenly, he felt unwilling to end the day just like that.

At this moment, he got more agitated due to the shower before he headed to Anastasia’s room and asked, “Where’s my phone?”

At the same time, Anastasia was shocked. Although she hadn't seen Elliot’s phone, she was sure that his phone wasn’t in her room.

“It's not in my room,” Anastasia said before she quickly followed him to her bedroom.

While Elliot was looking around the bed, she reached his side before she was grabbed by her arms and forced to fall into the man’s firm chest. Within the next second, Anastasia’s chin was grabbed before she was forced to look up while Elliot lowered his head and kissed her against her will.Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

Upon tasting the sweet scent of Anastasia’s lip, Elliot tensed up as Anastasia’s soft lips

were so addictive it kept making him yearn for more. Since when did this woman become so charismatic that she could arouse me with just a kiss?

On the other hand, Anastasia was dumbstruck. God damn it. How dare he trick me into my room to take advantage of me?!

Nevertheless, Jared’s room was just next door, and she didn’t want Jared to run into this scene since the house was small, so she could only try to push Elliot away forcefully while refusing his kiss.

Meanwhile, Elliot was shocked. Why does this feel so familiar? This is just like what happened that night five years ago. This sweet, unforgettable scent, this moan of hers, and the way she pushes me away... are all too familiar.

Still, Anastasia knew that Elliot got more possessive the more she tried to push him away, as it triggered his urge to dominate her. Right then, someone's leg tripped onto another, and the two of them fell down onto the soft bed within the next second.

Finally, Anastasia managed to get away from Elliot's grip before she glared at the man on the bed with a disheveled look and cursed, “Elliot, you a*shole!”

At the same time, the man in the bed looked stunned as well. Just a while ago, there was a strong urge within him to keep her for himself and dominate her. Elliot could feel himself going crazy, as he wasn’t able to do that.

1. “I want you to leave my house now. You're not welcomed here any longer.” Anastasia

glared at him before she rubbed her lips angrily to indicate her disgust.

Meanwhile, Elliot lowered his gaze before a conflicted look flashed past his face.

After he came out, he didn’t say anything and left after grabbing his car keys and phone on the couch while Anastasia sat on the couch with her forehead propped against her palm. | can’t keep allowing the wolf into my house again and again. This man is too dangerous, and | can’t let him come over anymore.