Chapter 114

Quintessa fluttered her lashes with a teasing glint in her eye. “Of course, I’ve seen my fair share of men. I’ve got skills you’ve yet to witness.”

Tyrone couldn’t help but notice that Quintessa always liked to stir him up with her words. Other women tried their best to come off as pure as the driven snow, but not her. She relished in portraying herself as a sly temptress.

At first, such talk would annoy Tyrone, but after hearing it so often, he started to think it was all just big talk – which was too deliberate and too forced.

Still, hearing Quintessa put herself down like that, Tyrone felt uneasy. Not because he believed she was that kind of woman, but because he felt she didn’t need to belittle herself.

Tyrone retorted, “Alright then, I’m game to test out these skills of yours, just as long as it’s not all talk.”

Quintessa paused, then shoved Tyrone with a huff, “Ugh, not in the mood to deal with you today.”

But Tyrone pulled her back, “That’s not up to you, is it?”

She scoffed coldly, “Right, as if my consent matters to you, Tyrone. You barged into my room without it, remember?”

you’re wearing my clothes,

You’re the only witness,” he replied

hands moved to undo Quintessa’s robe. He had waited all

of the month. If you don’t mind painting

cursed under his breath.

he retorted, “I’ve always had a taste for the bold. You know

he yanked off Quintessa’s robe, he was

Suddenly.

director needs you. He wants to go over the script

voice boomed from outside the door, which was loud enough to wake

darkened. This was the second time his moment had

at the door.

Quintessa couldn’t help but laugh, and

away, “Looks like Mr. York’s taste for the exotic isn’t so appetizing

she changed right in front of him, almost as if to

was fuming, “Script talk? In

a dress, taking her time, “That’s right. Or would you rather

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