Chapter 46

Quintessa pushed open the door to the dressing room and took a seat, staring at her reflection in the mirror. She saw her face – beautiful, but her eyes – fierce, filled with raw

ambition.

Tyrone was coming, but what was her next move?

Today, Tyrone had made a point of coming over, and that look he gave her left no doubt in Quintessa’s mind that he was into her. Otherwise, why wouldn’t he have sought revenge after she toyed with him that night?

Since he was showing interest, she’d play the game – keep him on the hook and turn that flicker of interest into a raging fire.

She too wanted to hold herself with dignity, but the show business had no room for naivety. For a newcomer with no connections, dreaming of making it big was pure fantasy.

in a position to challenge Tyrone. She couldn’t beat him; it was better to

her pride being trampled on by Tyrone brought a bitter taste to her mouth. She looked down at her

always, Quintessa wasn’t one

approached from outside. Rising from her chair, she moved towards a nearby coat

swung open, and without turning around, Quintessa reached behind her for the stuck zipper, “Manny, my zipper’s caught. Would you be a dear

stepped behind her and tugged the zipper down. The breath on her

step out now. I need to change,” Quintessa

figure behind her didn’t move. Quintessa spun around,

voice laced with mock surprise, “Well, if it isn’t Mr. York. Didn’t your teachers ever tell you to knock before entering a room?”

door open, Quintessa knew it

footsteps sounded different, and she could distinguish between Tyrone’s and

purpose. Seduction required a certain finesse, after

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stance, and Tyrone’s eyes, sharp as a hawk’s, locked onto hers. He advanced until Quintessa was pressed against the wall, trapped within his Imposing frame,

his anger, and though she thought of leading him on, she wasn’t gonna play any game with him, “Fine,

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