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.”

instead he was admiring what lay before him. He had to admit that Quintessa had a stunning

Tyrone had only been intimate with Quintessa once,

in the memory

this woman, the only thing worth admiring about

stomach. “So, you want to be my stepmom, huh? Clever plan. But I’m

old man’s ‘seed‘ was no good anymore.

and stared at him with a frosty gaze.

mockery. “You can try to play stepmom, but if you want a son, you’d have

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

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

pose, Quintessa glared at Tyrone, yet

Tyrone chuckled

a truly handsome sight, yet to Quintessa, that smile sent

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

silent as Tyrone continued, “The day I brought it back, I gave it one last meal. Now, there’s a peach tree in my backyard that blossoms

Quintessa. This man was