Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

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As Queenie was wondering why the man had parked the car in this spot, she heard an icy voice

coming from the driver seat. “What did you just say?”

She turned to him and noticed the fury in his eyes. If looks could kill, she figured she would be dead by

now.

Her skin started crawling. Was it something I said? He doesn’t want anyone to find out, does he?

“Sorry, Mr. Manson. I didn’t say anything. I don’t know anything. That was just a joke, and I have seen

nothing.” She decided to take back what she said. So, he doesn’t like anyone talking about his

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preference.

“Did you just say I’m in love with Julian?” Nigel was getting dangerously close to her.

Queenie took a deep breath and answered calmly, “Calm down, Mr. Manson. I’m an ally here. I’m not

going to judge you because of your preference. In fact, I’ll be supportive of your relationship with Julian.

Love is love, so who cares what the public thinks?” She thought that would calm him down, but it did

the contrary.

Nigel pressed his lips into a thin line, veins popping around his neck. He was refraining from yelling at

her. How did she even get to that kind of conclusion?

For some reason, Queenie thought the air was getting thinner as he inched closer. His pearly white

skin tone made his cold, handsome features appear all the more menacing as she started to suspect

he was a vampire.

Was that not enough to calm him down? She was panicking, and her palms were sweating. I knew I

shouldn’t have spouted his secrets just like that. It brings nothing but trouble. “I promise I won’t tell

anyone about it. I’ll even come up with an agreement. If I tell anyone-” She didn’t get to finish that

sentence.

Nigel finally snapped. He held her cheeks with both of his hands, which resulted in her lips puckering

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up, looking like a heart-shaped jelly. He closed his eyes as if he were making up his mind before he

leaned forward and pressed his lips against hers. Her lips were sweet and soft,

not as detestable as he thought. He even shivered upon making contact with her lips as if a current of

electricity had been running across his body, and by instinct, he pried her lips open and went in for a

French kiss.

Queenie quivered as well as if she were shocked by electricity. Instinctively, she shoved him away and

shifted herself close to the window by her side, covering her mouth with her hand.

“W-W-What was that?” she stammered. I- I thought he likes Julian? Why did he kiss me? Is he a bi?

Oh my god.

Nigel lowered his head slightly as he brushed his finger across his lips. For the first time, he realized

kissing wasn’t as bland as he thought it to be. In fact, he wanted more of it from Queenie.