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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

York estate, he’d make sure his bedroom

Even his

mother might drop by now and

had been worried sick. Tyrone hadn’t come home all night, and now it was past noon with no answer

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

had kids; surely you don’t think

with her frown. “You shameless creature, how 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. If he weren’t so head over heels, why would I be

an accusatory finger, “Just wait until

chuckled, “Funny you should say that. As the ‘siren, I’ve already

place she rarely entered, and upon getting in

a blanket slinging low around his waist, bare–chested in a

raced with scandalous thoughts of the previous night’s encounters. Her only thought was like, her son

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