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.

with a scoff. “Ha! Since you’ve owned up, let’s talk about the 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

him up with a curled lip, “Damn, you’ve become even

outstretched palm, Tyrone grabbed it and pulled her hand down towards him suggestively, “Tsk, but as I recall, a lady offered to treat me

hand back, stood up with a face so cold

only on the condition that I landed 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

released her hand, and leaned back with his

out

“Get lost.”

she pointed dramatically at the door as if

arms around Quintessa’s waist and rolled with her onto

he was untouchable, never sparing a word or a glance as if it would be charity.

teeth, she seethed, “Tyrone, can you be

her blouse with his teeth, he asked

her blouse began to

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