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.

bright red kiss mark on it, “Give this to

night.”

ticking time bomb – whether to take it or leave it was a

the cityscape below. She needed to remember this place, the two–faced people she’d leave behind,

aircraft pierced the clouds, and Quintessa turned away. Catching sight of the envelope peeking out of her bag, she smirked coldly. Everyone labeled Quintessa the homewrecker, as if she had stolen their men. Yet, the truth was, she had slept with only. one man, Tyrone, and even that had been part

fury, and in time, on her terms, she’d do as they feared and

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

relayed Quintessa’s message word for

emblazoned with that red kiss in the center, brought back memories. Those lips, recently his to kiss soft, fragrant, sweet – could stir

of him, he’d bite those

Three years later.

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Chapter 11