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?”

the point of having that

always like this. Back in his school days, everyone would refer to him as a cool prince. But now?

if this was the real him. In front of others, he had to pretend, tow wear a mask,

But with Quintessa?

her face inches from Tyrone’s,

moment, his pupils seemed to contract sharply, but then he

hand, her voice tender, “Remember what I told

by her touch,

twisted him hard, “Don’t play

rubbing his cheek with a half–smirk, “If I have really fallen for you, what would you

“You’ll find out in

Future? She was so sure

days, during which the two got along without issues.

baiting him, and noticing Tyrone’s apparent guilt, she deliberately led

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,

Tyrone was sparing