Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

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Angela felt shy taking a shower in his bathroom for some reason. The air was filled with his scent, and

she felt hotter with every passing moment. She felt lucky that she never had sex with Dexter.

She didn’t mind it back when she was in love with him, but she was thankful that Dexter kept refusing

because she would have had sex with someone who was just using her.

According to Dexter, he wanted to save sex for marriage. She thought he must really love her to keep

his urges under check. However, now she thought he must be hiding something from her. Maybe he

has STDs. Thank god I didn’t have sex with him.

Angela washed her hair. She loved being clean, so she bathed and washed her hair almost every day.

She came out all changed, and her hair was covered in her towel. Her face was pink from the steam,

highlighting her beauty. Her wet hair

only made her face look smaller, and her features more striking, “Do you have a hair dryer?” she asked

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Richard.

Richard frowned. It’s already midnight. Did she have to wash her hair at this hour? “No!” he answered

curtly.

“So who has one?” Angela kept asking.

“We don’t have hair dryers here,” Richard said, sounding annoyed.

Angela’s mind was blown. What? How can I dry my hair without a hair dryer? It’s late, and I don’t have

the sun to help me! My hair’s gonna smell if I don’t dry it. “Please, can you get me a hair dryer?

Please?” She sat down beside him and looked at him with an unspoken plea in her eyes.

Richard could smell her scent the moment she approached him, and he held his breath and moved to

the side.

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Angela froze for a few moments. D-Do I smell? He looks disgusted. She raised her arm and smelled

herself. I smell like body wash. I made sure I cleaned myself. “Please, Mr. Lloyd.

I can’t go to bed with wet hair. I’m going to wake up with a headache. You don’t want that to happen, do

you? It’ll be trouble,” she kept persuading.

Richard closed the book and looked at her. He chided, “You wouldn’t have washed your head if you just

thought about it a little.”

What? I couldn’t have known you guys don’t have any hair dryers. That’s not my fault. She looked

down, frustrated and speechless.

Richard put his book down and left his room.

Angela blinked. She had a feeling he was getting a hair dryer for her. She liked staying in his room

compared to her little coop. She picked a few books from his bookshelf while he was gone.

Wow, he reads complex books. Math, physics, philosophy, and even psychology? He has everything.

Never thought he’d love books.

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I thought he liked weapons more. Angela read one of the books to pass the time. Eventually, Richard

came back with a hair dryer, much to her delight. “Thanks, Mr. Lloyd.”

Richard handed it to her and went back to his book, while Angela went into the bathroom to dry her

hair. It felt great.

After she came out from the bathroom, she asked, “So where did you get this?”

She was smiling.

“I borrowed it,” Richard said.

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Angela’s smile froze. At this hour? Did he ask a lady for this? Must have been awkward for him.

“Thanks.” She put the hair dryer down. “Can you get me one next time?”

Richard looked up. Angela’s fluffy and slightly messy hair tumbled down to her waist. It covered her

face, and she looked like a girl who was about to make out with her boyfriend. Things were starting to

get a little hot for a certain someone.

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