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.

was the best ally she could find. Besides, she wasn’t in a position to challenge Tyrone. She couldn’t beat him; it was better to use him than to oppose him and get squashed like an

taste to her mouth. She looked down at her hands, wondering when they would be

as always, Quintessa wasn’t one

Rising from her chair,

for the stuck zipper, “Manny, my zipper’s caught. Would you be a dear

a moment, someone stepped behind her and tugged the zipper down. The breath on

now. I need to change,”

behind her didn’t move. Quintessa spun around, “What’s

mid–sentence, retreating a step, her voice laced with mock surprise, “Well, if it isn’t Mr. York. Didn’t your teachers ever tell you to

door open,

sounded different, and she could distinguish between

had done it on purpose. Seduction required a certain finesse, after all.

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was a clear 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, “Everything

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

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