Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Chapter 119

Tyrone just lay down, sighing. “To have meat every day but not able to eat it, I’ve lost all my energy and can’t make it quick.”

Tyrone, in all earnestness, yearned for Quintessa.

But every night, as his clothes were shed, just shy of the final step, Quintessa would always douse the fire on Tyrone’s head with a single sentence.

It left Tyrone with an irrepressible fire that felt like a kettle that’s bubbling but never quite reaches the pour. It just cools down, bit by bit.

Thus, Tyrone was left hungering and hungering.

Quintessa, annoyed, shot at him, “Do you have no shame?”

“No, what’s the point of having that

school days, everyone would refer to him as a cool prince. But

the real him. In front of others, he had to pretend, tow wear a mask, and calculate with those

But with Quintessa?

Tyrone’s, “Tyrone, you’ve fallen

seemed to contract sharply, but then he composed himself, “What do you

with her hand, her voice tender,

by her touch, “Which day?”

hard, “Don’t play dumb with me.”

“If I have

Tyrone’s face, “You’ll find

Future? She was so sure

room for a few days, during which

and noticing Tyrone’s apparent guilt, she deliberately

they slept in each other’s arms. What puzzled Quintessa was that, no matter how much Tyrone seemed to want it, he never went beyond a few kisses and caresses. Even though he often lost control, with just a single prick from her words, Tyrone would actually cease all movement, which was truly miraculous, almost to the point where Quintessa

sparing her feelings. More likely, he was just