Chapter 89

Tyrone couldn’t help but laugh, letting out a mocking sound that reverberated through the room. “Quintessa, you truly are the most ambitious woman I’ve ever met.”

So many women longed for his attention and his approval; here he was, hand extended, waiting for her to grasp it, but she just wouldn’t bite.

Quintessa’s gaze was icy as she retorted, “Flattery will get you nowhere. You’re also the most repulsive man I’ve ever encountered,”

At her words, Tyrone felt the anger he had managed to quell flared up again. His phone suddenly rang, cutting through the tense air. He scowled as he fished it out and saw it was Alexander calling.

“What do you want?” Tyrone answered brusquely.

“Are you back in town?” Alexander asked straight to the point.

Tyrone glanced at Quintessa, who lay motionless on the bed, and responded, “Yeah, I’m back.”

care of

“More or less.”

figured today’s lesson would keep Quintessa in line for a while.

meet me? It’s

you?” Tyrone asked

trouble. He took one last look at Quintessa’s disheveled form, feeling a twisted sense of satisfaction, and picked up his jacket. As a parting gesture, he ‘kindly‘ untied the necktie binding her

from where Tyrone had bitten her. She

was different, as it was tainted with the salty taste of blood. Yet, he was spellbound.

remained unresponsive throughout, as lifeless as a stone.

you’ll play along, no questions asked. You want to mess around? Fine. But that will wait until I’m done with you. If there’s a next time, the way you came back to

seemed her fox–like eyes

for me,”

he reached the door, her hoarse voice stopped him, “Tyrone, you better pray to God that you never fall for me because

in the air,

look back

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