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.

sneered, that was the real Jerome behind the mask,

did nothing to

Jerome, had no idea it was Jerome who had been plotting after Quintessa

much more interesting than

yanking it tight around his neck, pushing him back against

her chin, “I might be cheap but I’m not desperate. You, I wouldn’t give

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

raised an

Jerome’s eyes, and he uttered, “Then wait

If you

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