Night of Destiny

In the elevator, Samantha kept checking herself out, and she asked her assistant, “So, how does my body look?”

“Is that a rhetorical question? Great. Guys can’t look away when they see you,” the assistant praised.

Samantha smiled. True. Maybe I can get Ezekiel’s number later and hit on him behind Harmony’s back. She felt accomplished being able to seduce Ezekiel behind Harmony’s back.

There were a few people in the gym. Those who had discipline and those who wanted to sculpt their bodies. Ezekiel was on a treadmill. He was in a gray tracksuit, looking handsome, dashing, and summery.

Samantha fell for him. She had seen many men, but Ezekiel’s body was perfect. She quickly went over to the treadmill Ezekiel was on. Ezekiel looked back, and Samantha pretended to be surprised. “Hi. You’re my friend’s friend, aren’t you? Pleasure seeing you.”

Ezekiel saw through Samantha. She didn’t show up for a workout session; she came for him. “Hello,” said Ezekiel curtly. He turned the treadmill off and tried to leave.

Samantha followed him. “Sir, I don’t really know how to use these gym equipment. Can you teach me?”

Ezekiel said, “I don’t have time.”

Samantha froze. She didn’t expect Ezekiel to be this curt and distant, but she wasn’t one to give up so easily. Quickly, she went after him. “Sir, please. I really need someone’s help.”

Ezekiel was going by a trainer, and he patted the guy’s shoulder. “Mate, this lady needs some help. Can you lend her a hand?” Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

The trainer looked at Samantha, and he was pleasantly surprised. “How may I help you, miss?”

Samantha stopped and coolly answered, “I don’t need your help.”

It was then the trainer knew that Samantha wasn’t ignorant about gym equipment. She was just trying to court that guy, so the trainer left.

Samantha picked up some weights and trained a little. She then saw Ezekiel off, deciding not to disturb him.

Back in the room, Harmony stretched her arms. She had a good night’s sleep. Even her dreams were sweet. But when she saw the note, she was reminded of something. If Ezekiel’s alone at the gym, will Samantha follow him? She is going to many lengths just to get him.

Harmony quickly got out of bed and washed herself up, and then she picked a tracksuit from the clothes she brought with her. The tracksuit had a short torso, and the pants side reached high up the waist. It was quirky.

Harmony tied her hair up into a ponytail and left. She asked around for the floor the gym was on, and she went into the elevator. A guy was inside, and he hit her up, attracted to her. “Going to the gym, love? Wanna chat?”

“Sorry, but I’m looking for someone,” said Harmony.

“Oh, I know this place like the back of my hand. I can help you with your search.”

“Thanks, but I don’t need your help,” declined Harmony. The guy clung to her like some stalker. He thought he could have a chance to get to know her, given that she was alone, so he followed her.

Harmony went into the gym and was dumbfounded for a moment. The whole floor’s a gym? Man, no wonder it’s a seven-star hotel. Everything’s expensive. Harmony had to search slowly. The guy

following her didn’t work out either. He followed her, trying to find a chance to help her. “This is a big place, lady. It’ll be hard to find the person you’re looking for. Do you need my help?”

Harmony refused, “No, thanks.” She then saw a certain familiar figure. She was in an attractive outfit, to say the least. The woman was none other than Samantha.