Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Chapter 107

Under Tyrone, a bath towel Quintessa had brought from home was laid out, which was an indication of his disdain for the less–than–stellar accommodations of this place and his refusal to trust the hotel’s linens.

Tyrone ignored Quintessa’s sarcasm as if it were nothing; without budging an inch, he just said while furrowing his brow, “Why’re you back so late?”

His voice was tinged with complaint, blame, and an unsettling familiarity

-as if he were the lord of this domain.

They say beauty grows under the soft glow of lamplight, becoming ever more enchanting.

Quintessa had to admit that the more she looked at Tyrone, the handsomer he seemed. But with each passing moment, she felt her resentment growing.

she had a vial of acid in her hand right now, she was convinced that

wall, Quintessa let the solid structure support her weary

tasted,

exhausted; her eyes were bloodshot from the previous long night of shooting. She spoke with a hint of disdain, “Geez, you sound like a neglected housewife. Got

teeth ached, literally, from irritation.

but couldn’t find the right reason or muster the courage

acquired Spark Entertainment and BrightStar Media, planning to merge them into a single entertainment conglomerate. Kevin intended to inspect the Zion City film complex with

so, Tyrone had jumped at

Quintessa’s words now, he felt his teeth aching even more. She really had a way with words–or rather, a way of getting under his skin.

her struggle, but upon seeing her, he found any

her sharp words changed his mind. “I’m not the

so earlier? Why the false modesty?

Tyrone, causing him to lie askew on the bed.

straddled him, with her hands braced on his chest, licking her lips seductively, “Mr. York, however you