Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Chapter 112

The thing was, it was a woman’s dress–a woman’s dreas that she had worn.

Tyrone had gone off the deep end, completely bonkers, wearing someone else’s hand–me–downs.

With a nonchalant backward slump, Tyrone drawled, “Booking rooms is your thing, isn’t it? The hotel you chose that night wasn’t bad, I must admit, and I was quite satisfied.”

Quintessa chuckled, rolling up her sleeves with a smirk, “Oh, finally coming clean, are we? I thought you’d play the shrinking violet forever, and never own up to it. Well, since you’ve opened up, let’s have a proper chat.”

The emphasis she put on ‘proper chat‘ signaled she meant business.

Tyrone squinted his eyes; his devilishly charming face made him look like he was asking for a punch, “Have I ever denied it? Really?”

Though he never confirmed it, he certainly never denied it either.

money for that room. I’m not going to fleece you–let’s split it, $263. Since you’re so broke that you can barely afford underwear, I’ll knock off

even more

and pulled her hand down towards him suggestively, “Tsk, but as I recall, a lady offered to treat me that night.”

stood up with a face so cold that it could

the lead role in ‘Whispers in the Wind. Where’s that leading role now? You had a free night with me, and I haven’t even pressed

leaned back with his hands behind his head,

out

“Get lost.”

stormy, and she pointed dramatically at the

his arms around Quintessa’s waist and rolled with her onto the bed, “So you do

It had been three years, and she hadn’t realized just how shameless Tyrone could be. To everyone else, he was untouchable, never sparing a word or a glance as if it would be charity.

“Tyrone, can you be

the buttons of her blouse with his teeth, he asked rhetorically, “Shame?

down by Tyrone, Quintessa was helpless as her blouse began to

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