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.

was puzzled. Was this woman incapable

might have been reduced to tears by now.

did not beg. She did not cry. She showed

tears are only powerful in

in front of a bastard like Tyrone? What

Quintessa, but his scorn was worse

her as filthy, even though it seemed to

yet he can’t keep away from me? Who’s the real wretch here,

to hold herself up. Tyrone’s anger subsided a bit as he saw her powerless form,

pulled out a handkerchief to wipe 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

“That role was meant to be mine. I was just claiming what belonged

she was

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

scorn, “Come to you, and you’d help me? Why would you? By spending a night with you, I’d have you hand it to me? How would that be

she hadn’t slept with Jerome, yet still got what she