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.

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 the change.

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

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

a face so cold

role now? You had a free night with

her hand, and leaned back with his

burst out laughing.

“Get lost.”

Quintessa’s face turned stormy, and she pointed dramatically at the door as if to say, ‘get out or I’ll

rolled with her onto the bed, “So you do want to roll with me.”

everyone else, he was untouchable, never sparing a word

she seethed, “Tyrone, can

buttons of her blouse with his teeth,

Quintessa was helpless as her blouse began to come off.

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