Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Chapter 50

Quintessa dabbed at the corner of her mouth, where her lipstick had smudged, and drawled, “Mr. York, you’re the big shot over at Emberbrook; you’ve got connections everywhere, right? Why’re you telling me? I’m not your wife, not my circus, not my monkeys. If you really want me on your case, put a ring on it.”

Tyrone could barely conceal his amusement. At this point, Quintessa was adamantly playing coy, and it tickled him pink.

It was rare to find someone who could hold such composure under fire; so interesting. He found himself oddly looking forward to what the future might hold with her.

He chuckled, “If you don’t wanna know, forget it. Matthew’s motorcycle? I took care of it. No one’s gonna trace the tampered brakes back to us. Next time, try to be less messy. You can’t expect to always be lucky enough to have someone as ‘kind–hearted‘ as me stumble upon the scene.”

Quintessa’s gaze, her grip on her purse gradually tightening. In a swift move, she spun around, took two quick steps, and yanked on Tyrone’s tie with a fierce

his eyes filled with interest, “You could say that. Is

to find himself attracted to such a tough, ruthless woman. But he did.

apple, caressing it gently. She looked up at him with feigned innocence, like a lover whispering sweet nothings, poutingly admitting, “Guilty as charged. Why deny it? I’m a killer.

smile played at the corners of her mouth as her fingers crawled from his neck to his lips, tapping them lightly. Her voice turned husky and suggestive, “Or maybe you’d prefer to tell Rachel? Let her know that the infamous Quintessa, the one who bedded her man three years ago, is back. And she’s not done playing with her man yet. Send her my

provocative hand, “I’ve never met a woman with a bigger

relentless spirit was like an itch he couldn’t scratch. Like a wild mustang, proud and

course, I’ve

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waist, “You’ve got a point. Tonight, show me

playfully jabbed at his chest, “I guarantee satisfaction.”