Night of Destiny (Anastasia Tillman)

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Suddenly, they heard the sound of dogs barking coming from all around them. It seemed that every family in this town had a dog.

At this moment, the sound of a dog barking was immediately followed by another.

Angela nervously clutched the front of Richard's trench coat again as fear surged up within her.

Holding her in his arms, Richard said in a deep voice, “Don’t be afraid. I'm here.” Spoken in a deep voice, the words seemed to give her enormous strength.

With that, they walked ahead with his arm wrapped around her waist.

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When they finally arrived at the inn’s lobby, the landlady looked at them with meaningful amusement. They've got to be a couple! Seriously, I've never seen such an attractive couple before.

Angela asked the landlady about the broken air conditioner.

The landlady was very apologetic. She said she had called someone to repair the air conditioner, but the inn was so out of the way that the repairman had yet to cover to do the repairs so far.

Unable to say anything else, Angela had no choice but to go upstairs with Richard.

It was still freezing cold in the room when they got inside. As Angela rubbed her hands together for warmth, the man behind her draped his warm and heavy overcoat over her shoulders.

Angela was stunned for a few seconds.

Coming in front of her, Richard said in a deep voice, “Put it on.” Angela had no choice but to put on his military greatcoat, which reached down to her knees and looked like a warm and heavy dress on her. Richard was attentively helping her button up the greatcoat with his eyes full of tenderness under the light.

Angela had once wished that the man would be gentle with her. Now he was finally gentle with her, but she was no longer allowed to enjoy it. “Thank you,” she said gratefully.

“How are you gonna thank me?” Richard stared at her as the look in his eyes becserious.

Dumbfounded, Angela looked at him as though she could understand what else the look in his eyes meant. However, she couldn't respond to him. “Is there something to drink here?” She changed the subject.

The man fetched his water bottle, opened it, and handed it to her. “Drink this.” Looking at his water bottle, Angela lowered her head, saying, “Letask the landlady for a glass.” Resentment blazed in Richard's eyes the instant she finished her sentence. Suddenly, he held her waist and quickly pressed his lips to hers, kissing her in a domineering manner.

Angela's eyes widened in disbelief. She was wearing his incredibly heavy greatcoat in the first place, and now she couldn't move at all with his arm wrapped around her waist. Moreover, an electric current that made her tremble spread through her veins, causing her hands and feet to go limp against her will. Subsequently, she even forgot to push him.

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When Richard finished kissing her, he let go of her and stared at her gloomily. “Why are you afraid of drinking from my water bottle? We could even kiss.” “How could you...” Angela was both embarrassed and exasperated. Isn't this guy a bit too nasty? Richard put the water bottle aside before unbuttoning his trench coat. It was as if there were scorching flames burning inside him in this freezing cold weather that made him feel extremely hot.

Then, he picked up the water bottle and took a drink from it. At this very moment, even the sound of him drinking was amplified.

The masculine charm that he oozed in every move made him somewhat wildly attractive.

Angela stood aside while watching the man take off his trench coat and toss it onto the bed. His black sweater was clinging to his sturdy and muscular torso.

Unable to avert her eyes in this tiny room, she could only feel nervous as her gaze fell involuntarily upon his robust physique.

Inadvertently, she met his eyes, which were shining brightly under the light. Despite the man’s glum expression, he had a tender look in his eyes.

Sitting down on the bed, Angela pursed her lips like an ungrateful youngster, not knowing how to get along with him.

“Just go to bed if you're sleepy.” Richard sat down in his chair and took out his cell phone to look at it.

Angela suddenly recalled the series of text messages she had peeked at on his cell phone last time. She raised her head sharply, asking, “Was the text message last tsent to you by Annie?” Richard raised his narrow eyes and denied, “No, it wasn't.”

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