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.

gently across her face, “Another role? Without this Hans, there’s still others, it’s

“Quinn.”

I won’t let myself be shortchanged.”

fished a pack of cigarettes from her purse

restroom. The light was dim; she couldn’t distinguish his face, and

admiring his well–shaped mouth. It was irresistibly kissable, and there was something oddly familiar

buddy, got

Quintessa looked up, slightly dizzy from the alcohol and her vision blurring; she tried to get a better look at his face

man burst out cursing, “Damn it, I paid good money, and all I get is a saline bag? What the heck. I swear I’ll file a complaint about

non–stop at the words, proudly jutting out her C–cup chest,

to her face. Quintessa leaned in to light her

“Want one?”

“No, I’m good.

lips clearly- thin and cold, their red hue bright and shiny, with a seductive, nameless allure that felt eerily

veins seemed to morph into an aphrodisiac, heating her up, muddling her