Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Chapter 11

Miranda was livid with anger. She glanced at Jerome unwittingly; seeing him unfazed, she relaxed slightly and snapped her head towards Rachel, barking, “Cut the crap. Jay wouldn’t give the time of day to that kind of girl.”

Rachel let out a scornful laugh. That kind of girl? That kind of girl who, despite everything, seemed to charm every man in sight, even if it was just for a shot at warming her bed.

At the boarding gate, James handed Quintessa a thick envelope, “Ms. Young, this is from Mr. York, for your services that evening.”

Quintessa peeked inside to find it stuffed with crisp greenbacks. She chuckled bitterly, “So the man’s conscience hasn’t been entirely devoured by wolves.”

“I should get going. Safe travels, Ms. Young.”

“Hold up.

kiss mark on it, “Give this

night.”

felt as if the lipstick–stained bill was a ticking time bomb – whether to take it or leave it was

plane took off, Quintessa cast one last look at the cityscape below. She needed to remember this place, the two–faced people she’d leave

if she had stolen their men. Yet, the truth was, she had slept with only. one man, Tyrone, and even that had been part of

No matter. She had ignited his fury, and in time, on her terms, she’d do as they feared and lure away

James presented the hundred–dollar bill to Tyrone, “Mr. York, this is from Ms. Quintessa

relayed Quintessa’s message word for word.

emblazoned with that red kiss in the center, brought back memories. Those lips, recently

if she were in front of him, he’d bite those lips

Three years later.

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Chapter 11