Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

The music blared, drowning out her cries for help. At last, she was dragged out
through the back door. Filled with fury, Willow fought back. She delivered a strong
kick that caught one of the kidnappers off guard.
“Ah!” The kidnapper did not react in time and received a fierce kick. At the same
time, she landed a punch on another kidnapper who was not expecting it,
delivering a blow to his face. Breaking free from their grasp, she sprinted forward,
with the kidnappers giving chase and yelling. “Stop right there!”
As Willow ran through the employee corridor, she noticed it was empty, with no
one around to ask for help. The sound of her footsteps rang through the
reverberating hallway. Behind her, four kidnappers relentlessly pursued her, their
footsteps closing in. She had to find a way to escape their clutches and find help
before it was too late.
“Stop running. Stop!” Behind her came the shouts from the kidnappers. Willow's
disbelief was palpable as she realized she had become the target of kidnappers,
and what was even more surprising was that they did not appear affiliated with
any well-known international organizations. Her father had taught her some self-
defense techniques and martial arts since childhood, providing her with valuable
skills to handle encounters with ordinary men. Still, they might not be sufficient
against highly skilled adversaries.
Since her bodyguards were out of reach, she found herself relying solely on her
abilities in this critical moment. It was nighttime, and she was running through an
employee corridor. Amid the chaos, she felt like a bewildered cat, desperately
searching for any nook or cranny to offer her temporary refuge.
“Don't escape, stand still!’ The kidnappers relentlessly pursued her, showing they
were determined to catch her, even if it meant risking their lives for the ransom.
She was gasping for breath. After all, a girl’s body had its limitations, and she
was running out of air.
As Willow reached the deck position in that pivotal moment, a surge of despair
threatened. to consume her. With nowhere left to hide, she braced herself for the
worst. Yet, amidst the dimness, she discerned the silhouette of a man,. a figure
that provided a glimmer of hope in the darkness. Though the surroundings
obscured his features, she instinctively knew she was not alone.
She ran toward the man but did not clearly see what he was doing. She only saw
that he had a gun, pointing it at a man kneeling before him.
“Please spare me! I was forced to do it. Selling those files was not my plan,” the
man pleaded, raising his hands before the tall, shadowy figure. His expression
was filled with fear, as if he were standing before the king of hell, someone who
could damn him with a single thought.
Just then, he saw a slender figure sprinting toward them. In a desperate attempt
to save himself, he immediately had a cunning thought and purposely shouted,
“Spare me! Mr. Wyatt, I won't do it again. I'll do anything you want, so just spare
my life.”
The man deliberately disturbed the sound of the girl's footsteps as she ran
toward them. In that crucial moment, the man standing before him, driven by his
sharp instincts, felt a presence behind him. He turned his head and saw a
woman appearing from the dimness of the deck, charging toward him.
“Help! Save me!” Willow exclaimed as she rushed forward, her movements
slightly unsteady. In a moment of instability, she unintentionally leaned forward
and embraced the man in front of her.
“Ah!” It was not her intention, but her running speed was too fast, creating
momentum that forced her to embrace the man’s waist.
Her slender arms instinctively tightened around his muscular waist as she held
on to him. At that moment, a piercing gunshot echoed through the air, capturing
her attention. A mant rushed toward the man she was holding, trying to grab his
gun.
As Willow was startled, a powerful force pushed her away, causing her to lose
her balance and fall clumsily to the ground. Meanwhile, the man who tried to
seize the gun vaulted over the railing and jumped into the sea. As for her
savior...
He stood by the railing, his gaze fixed on the sea’s dark depths for a few
seconds, and his expression turned inscrutable. Then, with a deliberate turn, his
attention shifted toward Willow. The gun in his hand was now pointed directly at
her.
A gasp escaped her lips, a mixture of shock and realization. This man not only
openly carried a gun but also seemed intent on killing her. Only then did she
realize she might have ruined something for him. “I... I'm sorry. I didn’t mean to,”
she stammered in fear.
“Who are you?” The man’s icy voice filled with anger. “I... I'm just someone
seeking help. I was...” She turned and looked back, only to find that the
kidnappers chasing her had vanished. She blinked, confident that the gunshot
had scared off those kidnappers. Now, she was left alone here, performing a
one-woman show.
“Ouch! It hurts!” Willow could not bear the force, and her face twisted in pain.
This man is way too rough.
“Come with me,” the man commanded. “Why should I go with you?” She felt this
man posed an even greater danger than the earlier kidnappers. Whom have I
offended?
“You messed up my plan. I have every reason to suspect you're in league with
my target.” The man sneered, his eyes emanating a chilling aura. At that, she
refused outright and retorted loudly, “I don’t even know the man from earlier. Why
should I go with you?”
“If you don’t want to end up dead, come with me.” The man suddenly seized her,
forcefully pulling her along, the threat hanging heavily in the air. “Hey, let go of
me! I know I messed up your plan. I can make it up to you. Just name your price!’
Desperate to save her life, she contemplated using money as a bargaining chip.
The man ignored her and persisted in dragging her forward; her anxiety grew.
“Sir, my name is Willow Presgrave. Feel free to check my background. I have
absolutely no connection to your target.” Just then, two men in suits appeared
ahead. Before she could say anything else, the man scooped her up and
whisked her away.
“Ah!” She had not even comprehended what was happening when she found
herself in midair. Suddenly, gunshots echoed from behind, causing her to scream
instinctively and shield her head.
In that instant, a muffled thud reverberated through the air as a bullet struck its
mark before Willow was swiftly placed back on the ground. Whoosh! Another
bullet whizzed past her face and hit a nearby metal plate, jolting her and leaving
her in utter shock.
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Where is your room?” the man asked
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“I live on the sixth floor. Are you okay?" “Take me to your room for cover,” the
man said with a wheezing voice. His hand pressed against his chest, blood still
trickling.
“The elevator is this way.” Willow reached out and supported him, thinking that
since he had saved her life earlier, it was only fair to return the favor and save
him.
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As she briskly guided him forward,
they stumbled upon a serendipitous
sight-an ascending elevator. Seizing
the moment, she ushered Kirkinside,
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relentless pursuers from before, hot
on their heels with firearms in hand.
A bullet collided with the closing
elevator doors, unleashing a
thunderous blast that jolted her into
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At that very moment, the elevator
illuminated, and she found herself
face-to-face with the man, fig m
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She'dould not fathom how young he
appeared, utterly defying her earlier
impression based on his voice, which
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“Who are those people? Why are they chasing you?” she asked. The man
narrowed his eyes and glanced at her. “It does you no good to know.”
She was taken aback and said, “Alright, by saving your life now, we're even.”