Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Chapter 85

Tyrone stepped out of the elevator with a smug look on his face. “C’mon, give me a holler before we get started.”

Quintessa’s teeth were practically grinding as she took a deep breath. “I couldn’t care less. Mr. York. Are you sure this is how you want to play it?”

“Of course not,” he smirked. “I always prefer a live showdown–open up.”

Startled, Quintessa blurted, “I’m seriously shooting a scene out here.”

Tyrone let out a derisive chuckle. “Cut the crap. I know you’re in there. If you don’t want to see me saw down this door, you’ll open it like a good girl.”

With her hand trembling in fright, Quintessa scurried over to the door. Peering through the peephole, she met his fiery gaze, which instantly turned her knees to jelly.

She knew he couldn’t see her, yet the very thought sent shivers down her spine.

Quintessa saw the man outside wear a casual smile, but having struggled through enough close calls to have a razor–sharp sense for danger, she still sensed that something about Tyrone was off.

their last encounter was far from settled. Tyrone would come for her sooner or later, and deep down, she

patient, leisurely undoing the top button of his

me ask twice.”

in her chest, Quintessa unlocked the door. “How did you find this

question, Tyrone shoved past her, kicked the door shut, and scanned the apartment with a disgusted look. “Men have

snapped back, “Obviously, my assistant is

a man,

do you want?” Quintessa

grin; he tossed his phone aside, shed his coat, and with a predatory smile, his lips the color of fresh blood, he said, “What do I want? You. Now, shall

temper flared. “Go home and listen to

was pale, while her eyes

her chin with his fingers. “I’d

swatted his hand away. “Get lost.”

Tyrone scooped her up and tossed her onto the bed.

to roll around with you right

get up, only to be

quickly bound her wrists, then secured them

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