Chapter 47

Quintessa shot Tyrone a disdainful glance, “If it weren’t for your fancy title and deep. pockets, I’d seriously consider kicking you where it would end your family line.”

She meant every word. In fact, Quintessa had entertained the thought of kicking Tyrone to

death.

Her dress hung loose around her frame, the zipper undone in the back, offering little to no coverage for her upper body. Her exposed skin, as white as alabaster, was almost completely revealed to Tyrone.

The sight before him was undeniably tempting, the kind that could lure any man into sin.

He remembered how Quintessa had called her assistant over to help with her dress, and it had lit a fire in his chest. Hearing her spiteful words now, he couldn’t hold back any longer. With a sudden move, his head dipped, and he bit the skin on her chest.

“End my line, huh? You’re vicious! Dare to mention how many men you’ve been with again, and I’ll make sure you never lay eyes on another man.”

sucking in a breath through her teeth, “Oh please, as if you’re

are too much, aren’t you? Letting a man

advise you to be a bit more gentle, Mr. York. Wouldn’t want

Tyrone who had

it. She knew exactly how to pique his interest, always keeping him on the edge, never letting him

to bring himself to bite as cruelly as she had done earlier. A red mark

Quintessa’s chin, gazing at her lips, “You really

put on an air of indifference,

want

spit it out and get

her and with

words “ei-

to his

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you really think

cold wall, discomfort creeping over

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