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.

far from settled. Tyrone would come for her sooner

was patient, leisurely undoing the top button of

me ask

Quintessa unlocked the door.

shut, and scanned the apartment

my assistant is here daily.”

he’s a man,

want?” Quintessa eyed him warily.

grin; he tossed his phone aside, shed his coat, and with a predatory smile, his lips the color of fresh blood, he

temper flared. “Go home and listen

her eyes were

with his fingers. “I’d much prefer to hear you call out.”

swatted his hand away. “Get lost.”

her up and tossed her onto the

because I’ve been dying to roll around with you right here.

skipped a beat, she tried to get up, only to be pinned

quickly bound her

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