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.”

take care of

“More or less.”

Quintessa in line for a

you meet me? It’s urgent,” Alexander

are you?” Tyrone asked

Alexander’s call meant real 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

and bleeding from where Tyrone had bitten her.

couldn’t resist leaning down to kiss her, but this kiss was different, as it was tainted

unresponsive throughout, as lifeless as

to play, 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,

her fox–like eyes held the

smart, Quintessa. Don’t make any more trouble for me,” Tyrone warned before he stood to

voice stopped him, “Tyrone, you better pray to God

threat hung in the air, unfinished but

didn’t look back

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