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.”

was admiring what lay before him. He had to admit that Quintessa had a stunning figure – not a pound more, not an ounce less, curves in all the right

only been intimate

in the memory of pure

this woman, the only thing worth admiring about

hand glided over Quintessa’s exposed stomach. “So, you want to be my stepmom, huh? Clever

man’s ‘seed‘ was

at him with a

“You can try to play stepmom, but if you want a

understood. Tyrone’s father was likely sterile or had a vasectomy. No wonder he wasn’t

other? At best,

a humiliating pose, Quintessa glared at

Tyrone chuckled

Quintessa, that smile sent chills down

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

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

shiver ran through Quintessa.