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.

talk about the money for that room. I’m not going to fleece

even more miserly over

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 night.”

up with a face so cold that it could

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. All I’m asking for is half the room cost, and you’re balking about it?”

back with his

out

“Get lost.”

she pointed dramatically at the door as if to say, ‘get out or I’ll

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

frustration. It had been three years, and she hadn’t realized just how shameless Tyrone could be. To everyone else, he was untouchable, never

seethed, “Tyrone, can you

her blouse with his teeth, he asked rhetorically,

her blouse began to come off. “Tyrone,

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