Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Chapter 15

Jerome squinted at the vision before him, Quintessa, sheer beauty personified.

He was no stranger to pretty faces; women had always been plentiful in his life, some even more stunning than Quintessa. But none had ever captured his soul quite like she did. One glance and he’d find himself ensnared, haunted by her image night and day.

Quintessa was even more gorgeous than she had been three years ago, the naive. greenness gone, replaced by a seductive bloom. Like a poppy in the wild, intoxicating and fatal, one knew of its poison and yet the heart’s frenzied desire was undeniable.

Otherwise, Jerome wouldn’t have kept tabs on Quintessa, wouldn’t have come here to corner her.

Never had he felt such an urgent craving for a woman. He wanted to strip her bare and had sex with her, right here, right now.

real Jerome behind the mask, hypocritical, repulsive.

at him, contempt written all over her face, a cold, mocking smile on her lips, “Jerome, do you really think I didn’t see you that night three years ago when Rachel drugged me? You knew and did nothing to stop it, didn’t even

idea it was Jerome who had been plotting after Quintessa all along. From the moment Quintessa first

Quintessa’s chin, “You’re so much more interesting than Miranda.

sneer, “Oh, Jerome, for someone like you.” She abruptly grabbed his tie, yanking it tight around his

but I’m not desperate. You, I wouldn’t give the time

wall, unresisting, a smirk playing on his lips, “Wouldn’t give the time of day, huh? But Tyrone is different,

raised an eyebrow,

“Then wait for

retorted, “Sure, I’ll wait. If you live

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