Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Chapter 88

Quintessa just wanted Tyrone to get the hell out. She didn’t have time to waste on his nonsense.

Not everyone was born with a silver spoon in their mouth like Tyrone, who seemed to have it all, fear nothing, and control everything. All that he possessed was a stark contrast to Quintessa’s meager existence. It wasn’t long ago that even the thought of surviving another day felt like a luxury to her.

Lifting her chin defiantly, she sneered, “If you’re gonna fight, then bring it on. If you’re gonna kill me, just do it already. And if you’re not gonna do a damn thing, then get lost. I’ve got a million better things to do than waste my time with you.”

Tyrone squinted his eyes and said with a hint of intrigue, “Alright then, since you’re so eager, let’s begin.”

An hour passed, and Quintessa was drenched in sweat, utterly exhausted without an ounce of strength left.

Through it all, not a single tear escaped her eyes.

puzzled. Was this woman incapable of crying?

else might have been reduced to tears by

did not cry. She

always remembered what someone once told her: A woman’s tears are only powerful in front of someone who cares about her. Otherwise, they’re

like Tyrone? What gave him the right to see her at

hadn’t laid a hand on Quintessa, but his

and dismissed her as filthy, even though it seemed to take every ounce of his self–control not to

disgusting, yet he can’t keep away from me? Who’s the

as he saw her powerless

his fingers and lightly touched Quintessa’s face, warning, “From now on, keep it straight. Don’t tick me off again. You’ll only be bringing trouble on yourself.”

to be mine. I was just claiming

whether she was

just a supporting role. Was it really worth all this scheming? If you wanted

you? By spending a night with you, I’d have you hand it to me? How would that be any different from sleeping with Jerome?”

with Jerome, yet still got what