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Chapter 73

Quintessa dressed at a leisurely pace, unfazed by Mrs. York’s presence in the room.

She wouldn’t be embarrassed even if it were her son standing there – modesty wasn’t exactly her strong suit.

But Ms. York was another story. The mention of her son sent her into a tizzy. “Nonsense, my son would never allow strangers in his

home

was a private man. Even in the sprawling York estate, he’d make sure his bedroom was off–limits

Even his

might drop by now and then, but friends? Never. His sanctuary

Tyrone hadn’t come home all night, and now it was

on him, only to find a half–naked siren in his apartment.

mom, right? You’ve had kids; surely you don’t think I’m

could my son possibly be interested in you?” Quintessa zipped up her jacket, ‘Sorry to burst your bubble, but your son, he’s quite taken with me.

“Just wait

should say that. As the ‘siren, I’ve already ensnared your

rarely entered, and upon getting

blanket slinging low around his

previous night’s encounters. Her only thought

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