Night of Destiny (Anastasia Tillman)

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Chapter 1892 Shortly after, they pulled up at the restaurant Jared often visited in the sports car. There, Ellen gave him a once-over

under the bright light. He had faint dark circles under his eyes like he hadn't slept in ages.

Jared was glued to his phone, sorting through work emails. Even without looking up, he could tell she was staring at him. But under

her gentle gaze, he felt at ease and felt no awkwardness from her checking him out.

After a moment, he finally lifted his head to look at her. He could tell she was a bit shy, which he found pretty cute. “So, what's on

the agenda for tomorrow?” he asked.

“I'm probably going to my uncle’s house for his birthday.” “What time?”

“It'll probably be noon because other relatives will go over too.” Ellen shrugged; she wasn’t too sure. “Got it. You're mine for the

night then,” Jared stated with sdominance.

Ellen blushed at his words. That sounded suggestive. What exactly did he mean by that? All night long?

“What do you want to do tomorrow night?” she asked, curious. “I just want to kick back and relax. Also, | want you there with me,”

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Jared said with a directness that caught Ellen off guard.

Ellen blinked, thinking about the last tthey watched the moon together on the beach. She nodded and replied, “All right, just

hitup with the details tomorrow night.”

After dinner, Jared didn’t rush to drop her off at home. Instead, they cruised around town at a leisurely pace, soaking in the music

and city lights.

Ellen was loving the moment. She wasn’t after anything in particular, and she just wanted to be near him. If only tcould just

freeze like this.

Around 9.30PM, Jared parked his car at the entrance to Ellen’s residential area. Suddenly, he asked, “Do you have a guest room at

your place?”

Ellen nodded. “Yeah, | do.” “I'm tired. Mind if | crash at your place for a bit?” Jared said before hopping out of the car.

Ellen got out too and looked at him, a bit concerned. She nodded and replied, “Sure. Just take a rest and then head out when

you're ready.”

When they got to Ellen’s place, Jared made. himself comfortable. He didn’t even bother going to the guest room; he just laid down

on the couch. His long legs were stretched out with one arm propping his head. Under the light, Ellen could see his muscles bulging

through his white shirt. He had the kind of body that even models would kill for.

Ellen didn’t know what to do with herself. Should | stay here with him or retreat to my own room?

“I'll head to my room now, President Presgrave. Letknow if you need anything.” Ellen finally decided that it would be too

awkward to stay. Thus, she went back to her room.

Jared smirked a little, cracking open his eyes. He was indeed tired, though. Crashing at Ellen's place is really cozy.

Ellen showered and cback out, only to find that Jared had fallen asleep. She stepped over to him as quietly as can be to check

on him.

As much as she didn’t want to admit it, the man looked good even when he was sleeping. | have to admit that he looks pretty good

even when he’s sleeping but staring at him for too long makesfeel all fluttery inside, and that's not good. So, it's best not to

stare.

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Ellen was about to turn around when she heard a low male voice behind her. “This couch is not that comfortable to sleep on; can |

sleep on your bed instead?”

Ellen's eyes widened. Oh my gosh! Is he actually asleep or not?

Without thinking, she quickly replied, “Uh, sure! You can sleep on my bed!” With that, the man got up and looked at her with a pair

of sleepy black eyes. “Did you take a shower?”

Ellen nodded. “Yes, | did.”

“You smell good.” Ellen blushed a little, and just then, the man grabbed her hand and pulled her toward the main bedroom.

“President Presgrave...” Ellen was about to faint. Is this guy drunk or what?

Jared didn’t seem to care. He just pulled her to the bed, and the two of them fell upon the soft mattress. Jared’s weight on Ellen

made it hard for her to breathe. He's too burly!

When she opened her eyes, she saw his smiling gaze looking down at her, not a hint of sleepiness in sight. He was clearly teasing

her.

“Are you going to sleep or what?” Ellen asked, a bit annoyed.

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