Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Chapter 18

Violet noticed her voice was a bit off, “Quinn, you’re not thinking of bailing, are you?”

“Balling? You must be joking.”

Quinn had walked a long way to get where she was, with no room for retreat. No matter the cost, she was determined to get what she wanted.

Bruised and battered, even at the brink of death, she wouldn’t hesitate. As long as those sleazes who had wronged her and her mother got their comeuppance, nothing else mattered to her.

Violet’s heart suddenly softened, “Quinn, maybe you should just drop it. Come back home, or I could come to get you. If you lose this role, I can still help you land another one.”

Quinn gazed at her reflection in the mirror, undeniably beautiful. At twenty–five, she was at the peak of her blooming youth.

“Another role? Without this Hans, there’s still others,

“Quinn.”

I won’t let myself

felt the buzz of alcohol setting in. She fished a pack of cigarettes from her purse and put one

a tall figure standing by the men’s restroom. The light was dim; she couldn’t distinguish his face, and only see

It was irresistibly kissable, and there

approached, “Hey buddy, got a

vision blurring; she tried to get a better look

nearby private room, á man burst out cursing, “Damn it, I paid good money, and all I get is a saline bag? What the

to Quintessa’s lightheadedness. She chuckled non–stop at the words, proudly jutting out her C–cup chest, “Hey, you think these are saline

to life, brought close to her

“Want one?”

“No, I’m good.

saw his lips clearly- thin and cold, their red hue bright

in her veins seemed to morph into an aphrodisiac, heating her up, muddling her mind, and making