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.

“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

sized him up with a curled lip, “Damn, you’ve become even more miserly over the years, not even willing to shell

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

up with a face so cold that it could freeze

said I’d treat you, but 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 you for that.

hand, and leaned back with

out

“Get lost.”

turned stormy, and she pointed dramatically at the

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

Tyrone could be. To everyone else, he was untouchable, never sparing a word or a glance as if

seethed, “Tyrone, can you be any more shameless?”

undo the buttons of her blouse with his teeth, he asked

helpless as her blouse began to come

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