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.”

what lay before him. He had to admit that Quintessa had a stunning

Tyrone had only been intimate with Quintessa once, three

he reveled in the memory of pure

woman, the only thing worth admiring about her was her body.

to be my stepmom, huh? Clever plan. But I’m afraid you won’t be having any little brothers

man’s ‘seed‘

at him with a frosty

was edged with mockery. “You can try to play stepmom, but if you want a son,

was likely sterile or had

“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, you’re

glared at

Tyrone chuckled

to Quintessa, that smile sent chills down

for just a week

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

shiver ran through Quintessa. This