Night of Destiny (Anastasia Tillman)

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Only then did Angela realize what had happened. Was he unable to sleep because | did something to him last night? She only felt warm and comfortable in her sleep last night, but she had no memory of what she had done to him or if she had touched his body.

Even so, now that she thought about it, with the two of them sleeping with their bodies pressed against each other, she'd probably have touched what she wasn’t supposed to touch by accident. “I-I didn’t mean it. You get ssleep. I'm getting up,” she said while wanting to throw back the covers and get out of bed.

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However, the man suddenly grabbed her arm and yanked her back under the blanket, holding her down with his arm on her chest.

“It's still early. Sleep withfor a while longer.” Peeved, Angela stared down at the arm on her chest. She couldn't help but push him away, saying, “You're going too far, Richard.” “Not as far as you did last night,” the man ridiculed in a husky voice with a smirk.

Angela instantly went red in the face. Could | have touched what I'm not supposed to touch last night? | don’t have such a fetish! Richard let her rest her head on his arm while wrapping his other arm around her waist. “Don’t move. Sleep withfor another half an hour.” Angela's body tensed up. She had no choice but to plead with him, saying, “Richard, could you let go of me? We can’t do this.” However, the man next to her didn’t answer her; all she could hear was the sound of him breathing somewhat heavily.

Angela could only try to writhe herself free of his arms. However, as soon as she writhed, she suddenly felt something on her waist.

Consequently, she blushed up to her ears right away.

“Don’t move about, and don’t test my self-restraint,” the man warned in a husky voice.

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Angela's eyes reddened with anger. How could he threatenlike this? She had been quite emotionally vulnerable these days. At this moment, tears of anger streamed from the corners of her eyes. With her arms pinned to her sides by the man, she had no choice but to close her eyes in silence while shedding tears of grievance.

Suddenly, the man beside her turned sideways and propped himself up with his elbow.

She opened her eyes to look into a pair of deep, fathomless eyes. Such a close distance made him unable to conceal the emotions in his eyes. It was as if his eyes were ablaze with his love and tenderness. The look in his eyes was tender and restrained, but it was also aggressive and overbearing.

On the other hand, the look in Angela's eyes was restrained, pained, and distressed.

As their eyes locked inches away from each other, Richard caressed her face with rough fingertips and wiped her tears away. When he placed his hand on her red lips, she closed her eyes. Then, sensing his breath approaching, she stubbornly turned her face away so that the man could only kiss her on the cheek.

The man was stunned for a few seconds as his eyes flickered. Finally, he let go of her, threw back the covers, and sat up. He said in a hoarse voice, “Fine, | won't pester you anymore.” He got out of bed and swiftly put on his long trench coat. When he arrived at the door, he glanced back at the lady who sat up in bed. “I'll let them send you back tomorrow.” Angela stared at the man in a daze just like that. Then, the tears that had been wiped away just now started falling uncontrollably onto the blanket.

Richard grabbed the door knob so tightly as though he wanted to pull the wooden door off its frame. In the end, however, he stepped out through the door and closed it without saying another word.

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