Chapter 992
Night of Destiny
When Angela looked into Richardâs eyes, she had the sensation that she was being submerged in
them. She held her breath for such a prolonged period that she heaved a sigh of relief when she finally
came to her senses.
She shook her head and pleaded, âPlease, donât look at me that way.â When she realized she couldnât
stay in front of him any longer, she turned away and said, âI should head back to the room.â
However, as she approached the door, he grabbed her arm and drew her into his arms with no
apparent force. He held one hand around her waist and the other behind her head to support her while
he kissed her passionately, and it took her breath away.
âHmm!â In retaliation, her body became rigid while still in his arms. Her brain became so foggy that she
could not even consider shoving the man away from her. The only thing on her mind now was how
domineering the man was in kissing her. He gently released his lips until she was on the verge of
passing out, at which point he continued to look intently at her.
âOne of the many questions you asked me in the past is whether or not I will feel tempted if I am
protecting another woman. My reply is⦠unless youâre that woman, I will not be tempted.â
âWhy me?â Angela asked sluggishly, forgetting to push Richard away.
âBecause youâre the only one Iâm interested in,â he replied, his smile tinged with self-mockery and
helplessness.
As Angelaâs heart ached in response to his words, she immediately struggled to escape his embrace
and took two steps back. âIâm not going to do this to Annie.
You arenât allowed to hurt her too. If you do, I will never forgive you.â She turned around and attempted
to open the door but quickly realized that it was much too heavy for her. She staggered to her feet after
losing her balance due to the doorâs weight.
Richard immediately approached Angela and, with his long arms, opened the door for her before he
chuckled. âDid that kiss I gave you make your knees go weak?â
She glared at him in utter disgust that he would still have the nerve to say such a thing. Next, she fled
from the room along the corridor toward the bathroom to calm herself down.
Meanwhile, Richard made his way to a room, pushed open the door, and entered, where he was
greeted by a calm and charming man. He had obviously been waiting a long time as he was staring
intently out the window.
âSorry for the wait, Elliot,â he apologized as he sat across from him.
The man waiting for Richard at the table was Elliot Presgrave. Dressed in a deep black suit, he gave off
a sense of regal elegance. âDonât worry. I know how busy you are, âhe said while adjusting his posture.
Then, looking at his best friend with curiosity, he asked, âIs it my imagination? It appears that you have
changed slightly.â
âWhat has changed?â
âYour eyes. Have you recently met someone? Iâm assuming a woman has entered your life.â With his
razor-sharp gaze, Elliot assessed him.
Richard replied, almost at a loss for words, âYouâre just as insightful as always.â
âItâs just a habit of mine.â He smiled. As his curiosity grew, he inquired, âDid you meet someone youâre
interested in?â
Richard hadnât expected such a swift blow to his self-esteem. He had said before that he would never
have romantic feelings for a woman. However, God had other plans for him and set up a love affair that
he couldnât avoid in less than three months. âYeah.â He nodded without. attempting to contradict Elliottâs
assumption.
Elliot said while he appeared to be congratulating hirm with his gaze, âLetâs have dinner together
sometime soon. You can then introduce her to Anastasia and me.â
However, Richard had no assurance that such a day would come. âItâs a little complicated right now.
Weâll talk about it when the time comes.â