Chapter 52

Tyrone said, “Pick up Quintessa tonight, and have someone tidy up my room at the Luxe) Haven Club.”

James nodded, “Will do.”

Tyrone’s hand brushed over the spot on his neck where Quintessa had bitten him,

squinting his eyes like a predator biding its time, waiting for its prey to make an appearance.

Meanwhile, Quintessa was in a foul mood as she left the photo studio and got into the car. Seeing Violet already inside, she quickly adjusted her emotions, “Violet, when did you get here? I thought you had something on and couldn’t make it.”

The events of the previous night were one thing for Tyrone to know, but she couldn’t let anyone else find out.

Murder?

regretted not having enough time back then; if only she’d had the chance to tamper with Matthew’s motorcycle fuel tank. A collision would then have been

damn pity! Quintessa narrowed her eyes,

him hooked, make him unable to live without her, and utterly devoted,

what of it? Where was the proof? Who

had seen it?

if Tyrone decided to settle scores later and report her, she could

slipped out of someone’s

checking her reflection, Quintessa saw the smudged lipstick and a lingering flush on her face, her eyes still hazy with post–passion lethargy; she did look like she had just had an intimate encounter.

got it right, there was a situation, but it wasn’t

you?” Violet reached to

and then turned the tables on him. Don’t worry; do I look like the type

even famous yet; you can’t afford to mess

relationships with men

Quintessa replied, “Tyrone.”

face changed Instantly, “Did

“What do you think? If I set my sights on a man, as long as I want to, can

“You go, girl. Manny, drive.”

her phone, found Tyrone’s number in the contact list, “He wants to hook up tonight, but I’m not planning to

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