Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Chapter 87

Quintessa knew she was about as significant as an ant in Tyrone’s presence, and her defiance was nothing more than a bluff.

But even in her bluff, she wouldn’t make things easy for him.

Why should she let him trample all over her?

With a vicious rip, the skirt she wore was torn in two.

Tyrone looked at her with icy detachment, “Oops, my bad, Slip of the hand.”

Now, clad only in her underwear, Quintessa lay on the bed, as vulnerable as a lamb awaiting slaughter.

Quintessa’s face was stony. “No worries, Mr. York. You can afford it. Just pay me back for the skirt. And don’t think about weaseling out of replacing my blouse.”

he was admiring what lay before him. He had to admit that Quintessa had a stunning figure – not a pound more, not

Tyrone had only been intimate with Quintessa once,

he reveled in the memory of

only thing worth admiring about her was her body.

stepmom, huh? Clever plan. But I’m

his old man’s ‘seed‘

and stared at him with

try to play stepmom, but if you

Quintessa understood. Tyrone’s father was likely sterile or had a vasectomy. No wonder he wasn’t as outraged as she expected.

were icy. “What do you really want? Came here to throw your weight around just because I hooked up with Jerome? What right do you have to interfere with my life? What are we to each other? At best, I’m just a woman you’ve spent a night with. No, to put it correctly,

in a humiliating pose, Quintessa glared at

Tyrone chuckled

yet to Quintessa, that smile sent

had a cat for just a week before it ran away. I spent a lot of effort and money to

“The day I brought it back, I gave it one last meal. Now, there’s a peach tree in my backyard

ran through Quintessa. This