Night of Destiny (Anastasia Tillman)

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Chapter 308 | Am Willing to Marry Into the Tillman Family “I am fine with sleeping on the floor or the couch.” Elliot insisted on staying no matter what since his mood today was terrible.

Anastasia couldn't help but glare at him. “Elliot Presgrave, there is a limit to being so shameless.” “I will stop if you tell me what you and Alex did.” He threw his suspicion at her again.

He guessed that they had kissed, and he imagined how happy all the men who had kissed her must have felt when they had a taste of her soft and sweet lips.

Did she really kiss Alex? As though he had his belongings stolen from him, he started to feel miserable as he thought about it.

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She marched to the front door before she turned to him and insisted, “Please go home!” The man started striding toward her and she was about to heave a relieved sigh as she saw him making his way outside when he suddenly reached out with his long arm to turn off the light switch on the wall.

With a click, the brightly lit living room went dark in an instant.

The sudden dimming of the room made it difficult for her eyes to adjust. She let out a small yelp, but the next second, she was being pushed against the wall before a domineering kiss was pressed against her lips.

Everything had happened so fast that Anastasia could only suck a breath in just as the man took the chance to thrust his muscle into her hot cavern. Everything went out of control from that point on.

It frustrated her that she always seemed to fall for the traps Elliot had laid out. There seemed to always be a miscalculation on her part. She tried to pry him off her, but it was all futile when she was going against the man who was physically stronger than her.

As if he had been starved of her sweetness for a few centuries, he kept nibbling and biting her, leaving her completely defenseless against him.

She started pleading in a weak voice, “Elliot... Let go of me... Wait...” He held her forehead in place and gasped in between labored breaths, “I can’t wait anymore. You are the one who is making me do this, Anastasia.” Anastasia’s own breathing had fallen out of pace as well and she pushed him away from her in anger. “You better stop,” she warned.

“Tell me something.” Elliot's aura made the air thick with pressure as he forced her to answer him. “Has Alex ever kissed you?” “Kiss, my foot! We only had dinner together.” She was still simmering with anger.

“How will you explain his messages, though?” Elliot recited the texts he had memorized at a glance. “What is this about a good time and you giving him an amazing night?” Speaking to the stubborn man might have caused a vein in her head to erupt then. “We only ate food together.” “So, you guys haven't kissed?” It suddenly felt a lot less suffocating for him then.

Anastasia forcefully pushed him away. On top of the room being dimly lit, the pheromones coming off from him were making her head spin as she began to imagine things.

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“Do you think | am as easy as you are?” She snappishly turned the lights back on.

At that instant, all she saw was the blinding lights and his fervent, clear gaze on her. He looked like a beast that was ready to devour her.

“I am only easy toward you,” he said in a firm tone.

She was feeling so warm that she started breaking out in sweat and she quickly shoved him another time. “Quickly go home.” Not wanting to bother herself with him any longer, she left to get herself a glass of water.

Elliot's voice suddenly rang out again. “I know that your father is trying to make the math out of you two. If a son-in-law is what your father wants, he should also consider me.” When Anastasia heard that, she whipped her head in his direction and asked in surprise, “What did you say?" He looked her in the eyes and told her in all earnesty, “I am willing to marry into the Tillman Family.” She couldn't help but do a doubletake on his handsome face when she heard his words. “Did you hit your head on a door or something?” “I am serious about it,” he answered with a frown.

“No, that won't do,” she immediately rejected. “You are too noble and rich. My dad won't allow you to change your last name. You better get that thought out of your head.” Anastasia felt somewhat heartbroken that a man like Elliot was suggesting something that didn’t match his status.

“I have to be the one to marry into the Tillmans. No other man should stand a chance,” he declared and left no room for negotiation. He wanted her more than anything. All the other men can piss off, he thought.

She had to swallow the lump in her throat as she looked at herself from head to toe. She really couldn't understand what it was about her that made the man speak such insane words. | didn’t put a curse on him, did 1? | am sure | didn’t cast a spell on him either! Why does he want me so badly?!

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